["Oh Love! no habitant of earth thou art-- An unseen seraph, we believe in thee-- A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart,-- But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form as it should be." {--Lord Byron, }Childe Harold, {Canto} iv., stanza 121.]
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