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Paul Laurence Dunbar - Love`s Draft
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THE draft of love was cool and sweet
You gave me in the cup,
But, ah, love`s fire is keen and fleet,
And I am burning up.
Unless the tears I shed for you
Shall quench this burning flame,
It will consume me through and through,
And leave but ash — a name.
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