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Sara Teasdale - Old Love And New
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In my heart the old love    
   Struggled with the new,    
It was ghostly waking    
   All night through.    

Dear things, kind things    
   That my old love said,    
Ranged themselves reproachfully    
   Round my bed.    

But I could not heed them,    
   For I seemed to see    
Dark eyes of my new love    
   Fixed on me.    

Old love, old love,    
   How can I be true?    
Shall I be faithless to myself    
   Or to you?
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