Yet I did love thee to the last, As ferverently as thou, Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now.
The way I feel about you will never change. Of course I love you—and there's nothing you can do about it!” “That's all I needed to hear.
Banish that fear; my flame can never waste, For love sincere refines upon the taste.
To Sorrow I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me, and so kind.
No matter what the people say, I'm gonna love you anyway. Girl, you're my first love.
a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
It requires real strength to love Man. And to love him despite all invitations to do otherwise, all provocations and all reasons why one should not.
I love you, too... I won't ever leave you again. I promise. I kept that promise. For love him I did. For nearly two years I spent almost every waking hour with him. Until he was taken from me. But I never left him. And I never will.
Such is my love, to thee I so belong, That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
No matter what happens in public—no matter what—don’t doubt that I love you and care about your welfare . . . as much as I am able.
