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How oft, when
press'd to marriage, have I said,
Curse on
all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free
as air,
at
sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies,
August her deed, and sacred be her fame;
Before true passion all those views remove
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Oh happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and
nature, law:
How happy
is the blameless vestal's lot!~~~~ The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd Eloisa to Abelard- Alexander Pope
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