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• O last regret, regret can die! -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lxxviii, Stanza 5
• O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine
  In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!...
• O Rome! my country! city of the soul!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 78...
• O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or rive
  Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever....
• My lips pressed themselves involuntarily to hers- a long, long kiss, burning intense-concentrating emotion, heart, soul, all the rays of life's light.
  .. into a single focus. -- Bulwe...
• I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Palace of A...
• For one man is my world of all the men This wide world hold
  O love, my world is you. -- Christina Rossetti...
• One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event To which the whole creation moves.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, Conclusion, Stanza 36...
• Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in!
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, cv, Stanza 5...