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And I watered it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with my smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.
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And I watered it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.
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‘Love seeketh not Itself to please, ‘Nor for itself hath any care; ‘But for another gives its ease, ‘And builds a heaven in Hell's despair.’
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Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me?
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What is he buzzing in my ears? ‘Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a vale of tears?’ Ah, reverend sir, not I!
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Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware,
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Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
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The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
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Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat – Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others she lets us devote;
