VE not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay! Hope’s gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers— Things that are made to fade and fall away Ere they have blossom’d for a few short hours. Love not! Love not! the thing ye love may change: The rosy lip may cease to smile on you, The kindly-beaming eye grow cold and strange, The heart still warmly beat, yet not be true. Love not! Love not! the thing you love may die, May perish from the gay and gladsome earth; The silent stars, the blue and smiling sky, Beam o’er its grave, as once upon its birth. Love not! Love not! oh warning vainly said In present hours as in the years gone by; Love flings a halo round the dear ones’ head, Faultless, immortal, till they change or die, Love not!
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton, Lady Stirling-Maxwell (née Sheridan; 22 March 1808 – 15 June 1877) was an English social reformer and author ac…
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