Goodbye, my almost lover.
Man, her last work, who seem’d so fair,
Such splendid purpose in his eyes,
Who roll’d the psalm to wintry skies,
Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer,Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation’s final law —
Tho’ Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek’d against his creed —Who loved, who suffer’d countless ills,
Who battled for the True, the Just,
Or seal’d within the iron hills?No more? A monster then, a dream,
A discord. Dragons of the prime,
That tare each other in their slime,
Were mellow music match’d with him.canto 56, IN MEMORIAM A.H.H., by alfred lord tennyson
♫ The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out; You left me in the dark; No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight; In the shadow of your heart.
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Elizabeth: From the moment I met you your arrogance and conceit and your selfish disdain for the feelings of other made me realize that you are the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry.
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