Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane, The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again: How oft hereafter rising shall she look Through this same Garden after me—in vain!
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"Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before I swore – but was I sober when I swore? And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand My impulsive spirit to the wind I threw."
"To-day is a king in disguise, and we are his courtiers. To-morrow is a queen, and we are her slaves."
"Ah, my Beloved, fill the Cup that clears To-day of past Regrets and future Fears: To-morrow!—Why, To-morrow I may be Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n thousand Years."
"The true philosopher is he who doubts everything, and believes nothing."
"Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine Must drown the memory of that insolence!"
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