Better to grin than to glower, even if angry with your darling flower; it's a larger share of power, but, true, the taste is slightly sour.
There is no great love that did not end in tragedy;
so, dim your heart that seeks for honest plums.
Learn smaller delight, and parcel out your pearls to chums -
it wasn't for dread Death to part us, love, but your disloyalty.
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