
A hand moves,
and the fire’s whirling takes different shapes:
All things change when we do.
The first word,”Ah,”
blossoms into all others.
Each of them is true.
(THE BARGAIN OF THE STUBBORN) By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.(Romeo and Juliet ) ~The Passage From Despair To Mercy~
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