But I will never have a bride.

Oh, what is brighter than the light?What is darker than the night?What is keener than an axe?What is softer than melting wax?Truth is brighter than the light,Falsehood darker than the night.Revenge is keener than an...

For that was love, wasnt it–to burn bright in someone else’s eyes?

The light that burned twice as bright burned half as long.

I played it for my bride, and one day you will play for yours.