Who Thinks That He Possesses His Mistress With His Kisses Knows Neither Love Nor Her. Nor Beauty Is Not His Who Seeks It In A Kiss: If You Would Seek For This O Seek It Otherwhere! Love Is A Flame, A Spirit Beyond All Earthly Merit And All We Dream Of Here; Strive As You May But Still Love Is Intangible, No Servant To Your Will But Sovereign Otherwhere.
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