Home » Quote » Lewis Carroll » „”True love gives true love of the best:Then take,” I cried, “my heart to thee!”The very heart from out my breastI plucked, I gave it willingly;Her very heart she gave to me —Then died the glory from the west.In the gray light I saw her face,And it was withered, old, and gray;The flowers were fading in their place,Were fading with the fading day.“
„”True love gives true love of the best:Then take,” I cried, “my heart to thee!”The very heart from out my breastI plucked, I gave it willingly;Her very heart she gave to me —Then died the glory from the west.In the gray light I saw her face,And it was withered, old, and gray;The flowers were fading in their place,Were fading with the fading day.“
