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Love is as bitter as the dregs of sin, As sweet as clover-honey in its cell Love is the password whereby souls get in To Heaven--the gate that leads, sometimes, to Hell.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
Author
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Janesville
Wisconsin
Soul
Cells
Clovers
Sometimes
Bitter
Passwords
Love
Leads
Dregs
Souls
Whereby
Sin
Gate
Sweet
Cell
Hell
Gates
Password
Heaven
Honey
Clover

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