A poem about the love lives of Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821) and the empress Josephine de Beauharnais (1763-1814).
Give me a smile, that I may build on your assurance, Kiss me, that I may have to thy kind heart entrance, Love me less, and see how tumultuous life could be, Give thy command, and see my loyalty to thee.
In thine absence, mine heart cannot from thee depart; A moment's departure would rend my world apart. I recall that very day I beheld thy face; A lasting memory I will forever retrace. That Sunday when thine eyes did my emotions disarm; The day mine heart responded to thy Love's alarm, The day you sat upon mine heart's epicentre, To govern my feelings from their very centre. Josephine my love, I bequeath my self-will to thee, Let me thy world share, and make thine own tumults mine, And come in to my own world, for all I have is thine.
A Viconian Cycle/ Babylonian Captivity Memory Silence Re-Founding of Southern history out of Dublin GA and the KBPS7 Trial. In psychology this is a Wounded Pride case.
Experience the early 20th century in Michigan's Upper Peninsula through the artistic camera lens of J.W. Nara, one of the Copper Country's earliest professional photographers. This collection of historic photos brings the "Copper Boom" era back to li
It certainly made him a lovesick lover and desperately trying to gain her love.
Ron