Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
Leave my loneliness unbroken.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
And all I loved, I loved alone.
The rain came down upon my head – Unshelter’d. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.
There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion, even by the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
We had always dwelled together, beneath a tropical sun, in the Valley of the Many Colored Grass.
Invisible things are the only realities.
Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore..
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.
Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.
From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
Yes I now feel that it was then on that evening of sweet dreams- that the very first dawn of human love burst upon the icy night of my spirit. Since that period I have never seen nor heard your name without a shiver half of delight half of anxiety.
