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[When we meet again, shall I behold no shrinking]
When we meet again, shall I behold no shrinking
Of thy quick eyes, no sidelong glance of pain;
No start, betraying what thy heart is thinking,
When we meet again?
Of thy quick eyes, no sidelong glance of pain;
No start, betraying what thy heart is thinking,
When we meet again?
When we meet again, shall I perceive no trial
To wake a love already on the wane,
To screen inconstancy by faint denial,
When we meet again?
To wake a love already on the wane,
To screen inconstancy by faint denial,
When we meet again?
When we meet again, shall I hear no bewailing,
No hollow fiction of a treacherous brain,
Raised to forestall my own true grief's assailing,
When we meet again?
No hollow fiction of a treacherous brain,
Raised to forestall my own true grief's assailing,
When we meet again?
When we meet again, shall I not know thee playing
A part whose falsehood is too clearly plain,
That cogs and kisses while it is betraying,
When we meet again?
A part whose falsehood is too clearly plain,
That cogs and kisses while it is betraying,
When we meet again?
When we meet again, O God! shall I not find thee
As true to me as when thy lips were ta'en,
In the deep calm of love, from lips that then resigned thee
But to meet again?
As true to me as when thy lips were ta'en,
In the deep calm of love, from lips that then resigned thee
But to meet again?
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