The Beauty drew near and the Youth heard her softly ringing, clear voice, every sound of which rent his heart with a sweet pain, "Dear Youth, do you know the price of my love?""Let it be the price of life!" exclaimed the Youth, "Let it lead even to the dark gates of death."("The Poison Garden")
-Valery Bryusov
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