If we must part,
Then let it be like this;
Not heart on heart,
Nor with the useless anguish of a kiss;
But touch mine hand and say;
'Until tomorrow or some other day,
If we must part.'
Words are so weak
When love hath been so strong:
Let silence speak:
'Life is a little while, and love is long;
A time to sow and reap,
After harvest a long time to sleep,
But words are weak."
- Sad Love Poem
by Ernest Dowson
And I was desolate and sick
of an old passion.
- Ernest Dowson
ROMANTIC
