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Promise me no promises,
So will I not promise you:
Keep we both our liberties,
Never false and never true:
Let us hold the die uncast,
Free to come as free to go:
For I cannot know your past,
And of mine what can you know?
You, so warm, may once have been
Warmer towards another one:
I, so cold, may once have seen
Sunlight, once have felt the sun:
Who shall show us if it was
Thus indeed in time of old?
Fades the image from the glass,
And the fortune is not told.
If you promised, you might grieve
For lost liberty again:
If I promised, I believe
I should fret to break the chain.
Let us be the friends we were,
Nothing more but nothing less:
Many thrive on frugal fare
Who would perish of excess.
quotable.
"Good clothes open all doors." - Thomas Fuller
"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society." - Mark Twain
"Fashion must be the most intoxicating release from the banality of the world." - Diana Vreeland
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye." - Miss Piggy
"Dressing well is a kind of good manners, if you ask me." - Tom Ford
“Dress for yourself and what suits your lifestyle, and you will always look good.” - Stacy London
about me
- rachel
- I wear skirts almost every day and I don't own a pair of dress pants. I believe there's a Simpsons quote for every life situation. I love big dogs and salted caramel (but not necessarily together). My favourite colour is turquoise. I shop, I eat, I read, I take photos. Who am I? Find out more.
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"Promises Like Pie-Crust", Christina Rossetti
So will I not promise you:
Keep we both our liberties,
Never false and never true:
Let us hold the die uncast,
Free to come as free to go:
For I cannot know your past,
And of mine what can you know?
You, so warm, may once have been
Warmer towards another one:
I, so cold, may once have seen
Sunlight, once have felt the sun:
Who shall show us if it was
Thus indeed in time of old?
Fades the image from the glass,
And the fortune is not told.
If you promised, you might grieve
For lost liberty again:
If I promised, I believe
I should fret to break the chain.
Let us be the friends we were,
Nothing more but nothing less:
Many thrive on frugal fare
Who would perish of excess.
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