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I
have loved you with an everlasting
love;
therefore I have continued my faithfulness
to you.
Jeremiah
31:3
Not
to be with you, not to see your
face,
alas for me then, my good days are
done.
.....Lord Alfred Tennyson
I
am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like wax...
my mouth is dried up like a potsherd.
Psalm
22:14-15
Ashes of
Life
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Love has gone and
left me and the days are all alike;
Eat I must, and sleep I will, -
and would that night were here!
But ah!-to lie awake and hear the
slow hours strike!
Would that it were day again!- with
twilight near!
Love has gone and
left me and I don't know what to
do;
This or that or what you will is
all the same to me;
But all the things that I begin
I leave before I'm through,-
There's little use in anything as
far as I can see.
Love has gone and
left me,-and the neighbors knock
and borrow,
And life goes on forever like the
gnawing of a mouse,-
And to-morrow and to-morrow and
tomorrow and tomorrow
There's this little street and this
little house.
  
Artwork:
End of the Quest
by Sir Frank Dicksee
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