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There was a lover ... What you knew me

"There was a love that loved without hope. He retired completely in his own soul and it seemed that the fire of love would have consumed. He lost the world, no longer saw the blue sky and green forest, the river for him rustling, played the harp for him, everything had collapsed and he fell into poverty. But her love grew, and he would have preferred to die rather than give up and ruining the possession of the beautiful woman who amava.Sentì then that his love had burned in him than anything else, love was strong and pulled and pulled, and the beautiful woman had to obey. He came, and he was there with open arms to draw her to himself. But when he was before he had completely transformed, with a shudder and heard and saw that he had attracted to himself the whole world lost. It was before him and surrendered, sky and forest and stream, all coming to him in new colors, fresh and beautiful, belonged to him, spoke his language. But to win only one woman he had in his arms the whole world, and every star in the sky glowed and sparkled in his delight in his soul. He was loved and loving he found himself. But they love to get lost, "Hermann Hesse