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Thomas Laurence - Portrait of Karl Maris von Weber
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Music I love—but never strain
Could kindle raptures so divine,
So grief assuage, so conquer pain...
- Anne Bronte
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Thomas Pelham Hall - Self portrait
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January 25th 2013
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Thou lingering star, with less'ning ray,
That lov'st to greet the early morn,
Again thou ...
- Robert Burns
I

Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles
Miles and miles
On the solitary pastures where...
- Robert Browning
The overfaithful sword returns the user
His heart's desire at price of his heart's blood.
The clam...
- Rudyard Kipling
Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame;
It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
That tak...
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us bo...
- Robert Browning
That second time they hunted me
From hill to plain, from shore to sea,
And Austria, hounding far a...
- Robert Browning
Cyriack, this three years day these eys, though clear
To outward view, of blemish or of spot;
Bere...
- John Milton
We move, the wheel must always move,
Nor always on the plain,
And if we move to such a goal
As wi...
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in ...
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Mine is a wayward lay;
And, if its echoing rhymes I try to string,
Proveth a truant thing,
Wh...
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Beneath Blessington's eyes
The reclaimed Paradise
Should be free as the former from evil;
...
- Lord Byron
Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a n...
- Thomas Hardy
O, my love is like a red, red rose,
That is newly sprung in June.
O, my love is like the melody,
...
- Robert Burns
I

Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden cu...
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment....
- William Shakespeare

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