Whenever you want to marry someone, go have lunch with his ex-wife.
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The mind has a thousand eyes. And the heart but one Yet the life of a whole life dies When love is done.
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The mind has a thousand eyes.
And the heart but one;
Yet the life of a whole life dies
When love is done.
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Christmas Roses
White-faced Winter Roses,
O'er the grave I plant you
Where the dead reposes,
That a soul may haunt you,
And your ghostly whiteness
In the Winter gloom,
Seem some spirit-brightness
Shining from the tomb!
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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Night
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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The Night Has A Thousand Eyes
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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The Night has a thousand eyes,
And the Day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
quote by Francis William Bourdillon
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A Spring Evening
Across the Glory of the glowing skies,
A veil is drawn of shadowed mists that rise
From lavishness from God's late gift. the rain.
So, after farewell said, fond memories
Of words and looks, now over, come again
Across the glowing heart, a veil of pain.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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The Heart Cry
She turned the page of wounds and death
With trembling fingers. In a breath
The gladness of her life became
Naught but a memory and a name.
Farewell! Farewell! I might not share
The perils it was yours to dare.
Dauntless you fronted death: for me
Rests to face life as fearlessly.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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A Violinist
THE LARK above our heads doth know
A heaven we see not here below;
She sees it, and for joy she sings;
Then falls with ineffectual wings.
Ah, soaring soul! faint not nor tire!
Each heaven attained reveals a higher.
Thy thought is of thy failure; we
List raptured, and thank God for thee.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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