This feeling..
This feeling I cannot describe
By any other Name.
Love is rendered sweetest
By the songbirds just the same.
By any other Name.
Love is rendered sweetest
By the songbirds just the same.
This feeling..
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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