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Robert Herrick - To his mistress, objecting to him neither toying or talking
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You say I love not, `cause I do not play
Still with your curls, and kiss the time away.
You blame me, too, because I can`t devise
Some sport, to please those babies in your eyes; - 
By Love`s religion, I must here confess it,
The most I love, when I the least express it.
Small griefs find tongues; full casks are ever found
To give, if any, yet but little sound.
Deep waters noiseless are; and this we know,
That chiding streams betray small depth below.
So when love speechless is, she doth express
A depth in love, and that depth bottomless.
Now, since my love is tongueless, know me such,
Who speak but little, `cause I love so much.
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