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Arthur Symons - Love And Sleep
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I have laid sorrow to sleep; 
Love sleeps. 
She who oft made me weep 
Now weeps. 

I loved, and have forgot, 
And yet 
Love tells me she will not 
Forget. 

She it was bid me go; 
Love goes 
By what strange ways, ah! no 
One knows. 

Because I cease to weep, 
She weeps. 
Here by the sea in sleep, 
Love sleeps.
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