“I would rather spend one moment holding you than a lifetime knowing I never could.”

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks.

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved.

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

I loved you first, but afterwards your love outsoaring mine,

..For one is both and both are one in love:

Rich love knows nought of 『thine that is not mine;

Both have the strength and both the length thereof,

Both of us, of the love which makes us one.