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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLVI
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 Thrice happy fools! What wisdom shall we learn
 In this world or the next, if next there be,
 More deep, more full, more worthy our concern
 Than that first word of folly taught us? We
 Had suddenly grown silent. I could see
 Your cheek had lost a little of its hue,
 And your lips trembled, and beseechingly
 Your blue eyes turned to mine, and well I knew
 Your woman`s instinct had divined my speech,
 The meaning of a word so lightly spoken.
 The word was a confession, clear to each,
 A pledge as plain and as distinct a token
 As that of Peter at his master`s knees,
 ``Thou knowest that I love thee more than these.``
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