Love - By William Wordsworth All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever stirs this mortal Frame, All are but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I lay Beside the Ruin'd Tower. The Moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended with the Lights of Eve; And she was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve! She lean'd against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight: She stood and listen'd to my Harp Amid ...

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I don’t know why I love you? But this is a fact that I can’t live without you. You are everything to me. It’s been more than 5 years we are together but for last 8-9 months I find there is something between us which make me feel that something is missing from my life. I love you with no reasons, as we can’t love someone for some specific reasons. It’s a feeling and we feel this once in a life ...

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