Reproach me not e`en if I earn your indignation; Know: of us two you are to be more envied far. Unlike my love for you, yours is sincere, unmarred By jealousy`s mistrust, its rancour and vexation. A wretched sorcerer, who doubts himself and stifles Faith in the magic world by his own efforts wrought I know myself to be… I am - O bitter thought!- Of your warm, living soul the idol cold and lifeless.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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