I feel myself at your mercy. You dazzled me. There is nothing in the world so bright and delicate. You have absorbed me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I am dissolving.
My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further.
I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion - I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more. I could be martyr'd for my Religion. Love is my religion.
- John Keats, in a letter to Fanny
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