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Robert Laurence Binyon - O Crudelis Amor!
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It was Spring, the sweet Spring, when first I met with Love.
 Suddenly I raised my eyes; and he stood there.
 He was so beautiful, I could not look elsewhere.
 For joy I could not speak; I gazed but could not move;
 But all my body trembled, as he spoke and stole,
 With his voice`s wonder, my surrendered soul.
 Ah, why was there none nigh, to whisper me, Beware?
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