Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
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Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
by Josephine JacobsenJosephine Jacobsen
Never can spring be known so well
As in this wicked dark December,
Nor touched-all emerald and limber-
As in this winter citadel.