The Time Is Now
If you are ever going to love me,
Love me now, while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow.
Love me now while I am living;
Do not wait until I’m gone.
And then have it chiselled in marble,
Sweet words on ice-cold stone.
If you have tender thoughts for me,
Please tell me now.
If you wait until I am sleeping, never to awaken,
There will be death between us,
And I won’t hear you then.
So, if you love me, even a little bit,
Let me know it while I am living
So I can treasure it.
— Author Unknown
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I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
— William Blake
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