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True Love's The Gift Which God Has Given To Man Alone Beneath The Heaven. It Is The Secret Sympathy, The Silver Link, The Silken Tie, Which Heart To Heart, And Mind To Mind, In Body And In Soul Can Bind.

He Who Indulges His Sense In Any Excesses Renders Himself Obnoxious To His Own Reason; And, To Gratify The Brute In Him, Displeases The Man, And Sets His Two Natures At Variance.

For Love Will Still Be Lord Of All.

What Skilful Limner E'er Would Choose To Paint The Rainbow's Varying Hues, Unless To Mortal It Were Given To Dip His Brush In Dyes Of Heaven?

Many Miles Away There's A Shadow On The Door Of A Cottage On The Shore Of A Dark Scottish Lake.