When We First Met And

Quick-loving Hearts ... May Quickly Loathe.

The Essence Of All Beauty, I Call Love, The Attribute, The Evidence, And End, The Consummation To The Inward Sense Of Beauty Apprehended From Without, I Still Call Love.

We Overstate The Ills Of Life, And Take Imagination... Down Our Earth To Rake.

The Essence Of All Beauty, I Call Love.

It Is Difficult To Get Rid Of People When You Once Have Given Them Too Much Pleasure.