Happy Valentine's Day, Everybody!
"We sat as silent as a stone, / We knew, though she'd not said a word, / That even the best of love must die, / And had been savagely undone / Were it not that Love upon the cry / Of a most ridiculous little bird / Tore from the clouds his marvellous moon."
--W. B. Yeats, from A Memory of Youth
"Was it the double of my dream / The woman that by me lay / Dreamed, or did we halve a dream / Under the first cold gleam of day?"
--W.B. Yeats, from Towards Break of Day