. Sunshine and roses . What though the seas divide us with their azure-green expanseOr warring races separate us with their hostile glance;What though the battling elements be raging aye between,Or kinsmens blood be carnage-gore upon a common green. M Forsooth, though wracked with tortures pangs or humbled to the dust,With bating breath and faltering hope, Ill still have faith to is spoken. I have promised. And the stars that shine aboveAnd moon shall lose their lustre ere I fail that vow of love.

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