He that can't live upon love deserves to die in a ditch. They sin who tell us Love can die. Her glorious fancies come from far, beneath the silver evening star. Pray love me little, so you love me long. Banish that fear; my flame can never waste. Come hither, sweet maids, there's a bridge below.
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