Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove.
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Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be.
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In those whom I like, I can find no common denominator; in those whom I love I can: they all make me laugh.
W.H. Auden
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I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
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How delicious is the winning
of a kiss at love's beginning.
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Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine.
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I love thee to the depth and breadth
and height my soul can reach.
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If ever two were one, then surely we. If
ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
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I wonder, by my troth,
what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?
John Donne (1572-1631)
The Good Morrow
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