Elizabeth: I wonder who discovered the power of poetry in driving away love.
Mr. Darcy: I thought poetry was the food of love.
Elizabeth: Of a fine, stout love. But if it is only a vague inclination, one poor sonnet will kill it.
Mr. Darcy: So, what do you recommend to encourage affection?
Elizabeth: Dancing. Even if one’s partner is barely tolerable.
Mr. Darcy: I thought poetry was the food of love.
Elizabeth: Of a fine, stout love. But if it is only a vague inclination, one poor sonnet will kill it.
Mr. Darcy: So, what do you recommend to encourage affection?
Elizabeth: Dancing. Even if one’s partner is barely tolerable.
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