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Amor Oh, how I loved--no, I mean not that of you
or any lofty love, though you are dear
as human heart to human heart may do
but, I loved, I know, only the thought
--and this low, lonely sphere
and all that it's caught, contains so few.
But you, whom I once knew, I still feel, everywhere.
This is a classic
of the creative hand if I ever read one… amazing, and it is defined in romanticism. This poem values the romantic position that is central to the achievement of art.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
Sorry for the late reply
Sorry for the late reply friend. Very late indeed...lol. Anyway, thank you.