I shall be found with 'Indians' engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.
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But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
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When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.
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As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it.
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Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
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Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
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By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
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The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.