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We do not love by words alone, But treasure other forms of speech Than stuttered sounds through which love reach Secret thoughts that hold hearts near Recall love's charm and mindful ear With range sonnets1 from captive simile2 To tear on love——life's sacred isle3, Sparked eyes that light from depths proved pure Give meaning to warm arm allure4; Sure hand that touches tenderly Retells of love sealed trustfully Words cannot tell what love has known. 点击收听单词发音
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