Portland's own Henry Wadsworth Longfellow had one great love: Frances "Fanny" Appleton, of Boston. Though she spurned him at first, he remained optimistic — "[V]ictory hangs doubtful. The lady says she will not! I say she shall! It is not pride, but the madness of passion." If you are grappling with your own madness of passion on these spring-feverish days, consider romancing your one-and-only in the very spot where Longfellow pined for his "evening star of love" (who did eventually consent to be his bride, only to meet a tragic death by fire after 17 years of marriage). In this secret garden right off Congress Street (an easy distance from most downtown offices), you'll be transported to another, quieter time. Never mind all the windows — the mood is clandestine here. Bring a poem to set the mood, then commence your al-fresco adoration. We won't tell if you won't.
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