In secret we met -
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee? -
With silence and tears
All who joy would win
Must share it -- Happiness was born a twin.
Winning happiness don-juan
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes...
beauty poetry adoration
The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.
Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine.
If I do not write to empty my mind, I go mad.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt
In solitude, where we are least alone.
Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction: if it could be told,
How much would novels gain by the exchange!
How differently the world would men behold!
Men fiction on-fiction
A woman being never at a loss... the devil always sticks by them.
misattributed Devil lord-byron
Friendship is love without wings.
I love not man the less, but nature more