human
Oh, how sweet, and then how sad! exclaimed Kathleen.
gpt
Love comes to all young girls with the same symptoms, I suppose, for I felt just as she wrote in the first after meeting Ralph Chainey--so gay, so glad, so joyous. The sky seemed brighter, the flowers sweeter, the whole world was a new place. There is nothing in the world as sweet as love.
human
And then she sang a song That made the tear-drops start; She sang of home, sweet home, The song that reached my heart.
gpt
Love is sweet, but, oh, how sad it is, too! she sighed.
human
Oh, how cruel it is to love and be beloved again, yet be severed from one's love by so strange and cruel a fate as mine.
gpt
It is the spirit's bitterest pain To love and be beloved again, And yet between a gulf that ever The hearts that burn to meet must sever!
human
With me the hope of life is gone, The sun of joy is set; One wish my heart still dwells upon, The wish it could forget! I would forget that look, that tone, My heart has all too dearly known. But who could ever yet efface From memory love's enduring trace? All may revolt, all my complain, But who is there may break the chain?
gpt
Poor Daisy Lynn! how could she love Ivan Belmont like that?