Robert Louis Stevenson on Poetry about love
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“And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning and the dew.”
“I who all the Winter through, Cherished other loves than you And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and pew; Now I know the false and true, For the earnest sun looks through, And my old love comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew.”