A Love to Envy
Your beauty lies in my heart and whenever we meet, my love grows a little more,
I remember your smile,
I remember side-glances,
Now let your feelings, and let the stars themselves envy our love.
A Love to Envy
Your beauty lies in my heart and whenever we meet, my love grows a little more,
I remember your smile,
I remember side-glances,
Now let your feelings, and let the stars themselves envy our love.
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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