Give signs of "Yes," and Misery's overflow

Make tears more precious than we care to tell,

Though, one by one, our hopes we must forego.

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I should have shunn'd thee as a man may shun

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His evil hour. I should have curst the sun

That made the day so bright and earth so fair

When first we met, delirium through the air

Burning like fire! I should have curst the moon

And all the stars that, dream-like, in a swoon

Shut out the day,—the lov'd, the lovely day

That came too late and left us all too soon.

v.

I look'd at thee, and lo! from face to feet,

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