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And not to touch thee,—not by night or day

To be partaker of one smile of thine,

Or one commingling of thy breath and mine,

Or one encounter of thine amorous mouth?

I dwell apart from thee, as north from south,

As east from western ways I dwell apart,

And taste the tears that quench not any drouth.

xi.

Why wouldst thou take the memory of a wrong

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To be thy shadow all the summer long,

A thing to chide thee at the dead of night,

A thing to wake thee with the morning light

For self-upbraiding, while the wanton bird

Invests the welkin? Ah, by joy deferr'd,

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