"And so, being young and dipt in folly
 I fell in love with melancholy,
 And used to throw my earthly rest
 And quiet all away in jest-
 I could not love except where Death
 Was mingling his with Beauty's breath
 Or Hymen, Time, and Destiny
 Were stalking between her and me".

 -Edgar Allan Poe 



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