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...Lovers are Like walking ghosts, they always haunt the spot Of their misdeeds.
Fold him in his country's stars. Roll the drum and fire the volley! What to him are all our wars, What but death bemocking folly?
Love is that orbit of the restless soulWhose circle grazes the confines of space,Bounding within the limits of its raceUtmost extremes.