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By Champagne Date: 2003 Feb 15 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.15.20.01.15370]] |
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The poems of sheer glory a heart that is won the prose of a love lost of a romance undone Which is much sweeter to the love craving soul the romance that's lost or the half that is whole Which is more poignant to the lovesick lorn brain the tear of pure joy or the tear of heart's pain Can anyone tell me Why we never tire to hear all the words of their glory and mire Climb to the heights of passion they sing Then down to the depths as the death knell does ring The words of their poem they sing out to me the cradle of courtship the lover's last plea They gloat at the prospect of the new love they found They writhe when it's over A terrible sound Both are enthralling to the ear of romance the words of love's passion the lover's last dance . |