Life might mourn.
Lord Byron, "Love and Death" (C, 1824; pub. 1887.)Thus much and more; and yet thou lov’st me not,And never wilt! Love dwells not in our will.Nor can I blame thee, though it be my lotTo strongly, wrongly, vainly love thee still.
A gentle reminder that my book, An Occasional Walker, is available at the link here:
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And here are some reviews and comments on said book: