Tis Love Alone Can Make Our Fetters

As Love Is The Most Noble And Divine Passion Of The Soul, So Is It That To Which We May Justly Attribute All The Real Satisfactions Of Life, And Without It, Man Is Unfinished, And Unhappy.

'twas But A Dream, Yet By My Heart I Knew, Which Still Was Panting, Part Of It Was True: Oh How I Strove The Rest To Have Believed; Ashamed And Angry To Be Undeceived!

Each Moment Of A Happy Lover's Hour Is Worth An Age Of Dull And Common Life.

Tis Love Alone Can Make Our Fetters Please.

Love Ceases To Be A Pleasure, When It Ceases To Be A Secret.