Ah, love, let us be true
To one another ! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
That's very, very good. Ah. I think I hath fallen in love. How tall are you, Frank?
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To one another ! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
- frank 2-18-2003 7:23 pm
That's very, very good. Ah. I think I hath fallen in love. How tall are you, Frank?
- anonymous (guest) 2-20-2003 5:22 am [add a comment]