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The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden;...

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The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden; a dim twilight; and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels; but I have seen thee and thou art enough.

– George Edward Moore

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