The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains--beautiful! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man, and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness I learned the language of another world.
The stars are forth, the moon ...
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Friendship is Love without his wings!
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.
I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law.