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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: LIII
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 Farewell, then. It is finished. I forgo
 With this all right in you, even that of tears.
 If I have spoken hardly, it will show
 How much I loved you. With you disappears
 A glory, a romance of many years.
 What you may be henceforth I will not know.
 The phantom of your presence on my fears
 Is impotent at length for weal or woe.
 Your past, your present, all alike must fade
 In a new land of dreams where love is not.
 Then kiss me and farewell. The choice is made
 And we shall live to see the past forgot,
 If not forgiven. See, I came to curse,
 Yet stay to bless. I know not which is worse.
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