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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
love
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.
Life
Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine.
medicine laughter
If I do not write to empty my mind, I go mad.
Madness
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.
liberty Liberty
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
Loneliness solitude
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.
friendship
I love not man the less, but nature more
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