"These were never your true love`s eyes. Why do you feign that you love them? You that broke from their constancies, And the wide calm brows above them! This was never your true love`s speech. Why do you thrill when you hear it? You that have ridden out of its reach The width of the world or near it! This was never your true love`s hair, — You that chafed when it bound you Screened from knowledge or shame or care, In the night that it made around you!" "All these things I know, I know. And that`s why my heart is breaking!" "Then what do you gain by pretending so?" "The joy of an old wound waking."SourceThe script ran 0.004 seconds.
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