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Arthur Symons - Love’s Cruelty
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Beauty of woman, savour of her kiss, 
The mystery of love that turns to be 
The bite of an eternal cruelty, 
O secret, silent creature, what is this. 
One memory of so many memories, 
That holds me and enfolds me, heart and brain, 
If I but see in memory again 
The infinite enigma of your eyes?
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