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 1 Intro    |         wrote the most beautiful love poetry in our language';
 2 Intro    |         owed at seventeen to his love poetry. After that his art
 3 Intro    |      that is why we give him our love.' I may have changed his
 4 Intro,  1|          in murmuring them, this love of God a magic gulf wherein
 5 Intro,  1|       that cries, 'And because I love this life, I know I shall
 6 Intro,  1|        this life, I know I shall love death as well.' Yet it is
 7 Text,  3 |        from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that
 8 Text,  8 |        what is offered by sacred love. ~
 9 Text,  16|            I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last
10 Text,  16|        for I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last
11 Text,  16|     anger. I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last
12 Text,  17|       clouds and it darkens. Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait
13 Text,  22|          night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans
14 Text,  26|         dark. Kindle the lamp of love with thy life. ~
15 Text,  27|         I hate it, yet hug it in love. ~My debts are large, my
16 Text,  31|        try to hold me secure who love me in this world. But it
17 Text,  31|         it is otherwise with thy love which is greater than theirs,
18 Text,  31|        not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my
19 Text,  31|        for me still waits for my love. ~
20 Text,  33| everything, and offer to thee my love every moment. ~Let only
21 Text,  33|        that is the fetter of thy love.
22 Text,  35|          the strength to make my love fruitful in service. ~Give
23 Text,  35|        strength to thy will with love. ~
24 Text,  37|    rebellion strikes against thy love and still its cry is---'
25 Text,  48|       this novice struck at your love. One plaintive little strain
26 Text,  51|           What token left of thy love? It is no flower, no spices,
27 Text,  55|      heavens, where would be thy love if I were not? ~Thou hast
28 Text,  55|          heart. And for this thy love loses itself in the love
29 Text,  55|         love loses itself in the love of thy lover, and there
30 Text,  56|        darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind
31 Text,  58|          this is nothing but thy love, O beloved of my heart---
32 Text,  64|          givest thyself to me in love and then feelest thine own
33 Text,  66|         there in the nest is thy love that encloses the soul with
34 Text,  72|     desires ripen into fruits of love. ~
35 Text,  90|           that I hope and all my love have ever flowed towards
36 Text,  94|       known to me. And because I love this life, I know I shall
37 Text,  94|        this life, I know I shall love death as well. ~The child