Friday, January 3, 2003

The Difference Comments

Rating: 2.8

When we were together, heart of my heart, on that unforgotten quest,
With your tender arm about me thrown and your head upon my breast,
There came a grief that was bitter and deep and straitly dwell with me,
And I shunned it not, so sweet it was to suffer and be with thee.
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Lucy Maud Montgomery
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