You say love is this, love is that:
Poplar tassels, willow tendrils
the wind and the rain comb,
tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip-
branches drifting apart. Hagh!
Love has not even visited this country.
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Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.
by Henry Wadsworth LongfellowIn the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown;
Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the
town.
As the summer morn was breaking, on that lofty tower I stood,