TOO MUCH OF LIFE
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Too much of life we spend alone, Too many thoughts are ours to share, Too little love we call our own Though multitudes of men are there. We’re strangers undetermined of Where madness rules the lives of men, Where he who dares design of love Lives not to dare the deed again. Beware of love! Be lonely, lad. There is no death that can compare Where loving hearts are crucified, And multitudes of men are there.