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To Our Dearest Forum Members,
We may not say it often enough but without you, this Forum would be a nothing of empty comments boxes And so from all of the Forum Team we wish you a wonderful Valentines Day filled with Love and Laughter. Whether you're spending it with a Loved One, or even on your own with a Good Book and Good Memories, we want you to know that we love you very much!!
Don't forget as well to head over to our Community Contest and nominate someone who you feel deserves a Special Mention!!
https://en.forum.elvenar.com/index.php?threads/share-the-love-elvenar-who-do-you-think-deserves-some-diamond-love.14035/
"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved."
All Our Love!
We may not say it often enough but without you, this Forum would be a nothing of empty comments boxes And so from all of the Forum Team we wish you a wonderful Valentines Day filled with Love and Laughter. Whether you're spending it with a Loved One, or even on your own with a Good Book and Good Memories, we want you to know that we love you very much!!
Don't forget as well to head over to our Community Contest and nominate someone who you feel deserves a Special Mention!!
https://en.forum.elvenar.com/index.php?threads/share-the-love-elvenar-who-do-you-think-deserves-some-diamond-love.14035/
"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved."
All Our Love!