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There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
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Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is pleasure in the pathless woods; there is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
There are some feelings time cannot benumb, Nor torture shake.
Think not I am what I appear.
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
