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Arthur Symons - The Heart Of Man
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You say that you love me, 
And why should we ever part? 
Do you think to move me 
With words that I know by heart? 

Be strange and cruel. 
Blow cold, you will fan desire: 
For love`s no fuel, 
But love we know is the fire. 

Feign but denial, 
Forego, forget if you can; 
And then make trial 
Of what`s in the heart of a man.
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