I held that Love
Which chooseth from a thousand only one,
To be the object of that tenderness
Natural to every heart; which can resign
Its own best happiness for one dear sake;
Can bear with absence; hath no part in Hope,-
For Hope is somewhat selfish, Love is not,-
And doth prefer another to itself. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)

I held that Love Which chooseth from a thousand only one, To be the object of that tenderness Natural to every heart; which can resign Its own best happiness for one dear sake; Can bear with absence; hath no part in Hope,- For Hope is somewhat selfish, Love is not,- And doth prefer another to itself.

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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