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XXV.
[Love's folly in others seemeth such no less]
Love's folly in others seemeth such no lessTo foolish lovers, as if one should sneer,
Passing, to see his mirrored face appear;
And in such things to blame is to confess.
But when love's passionate wrongs cry for redress
Or true love's tragic wisdom earns a tear,
Young noble hearts in happier fate draw near
And prove by grief their right to happiness.
O Love, in thee, as in one faith, unite
The chiefly blest with the supremely cursed,
And pity proves their high community;
One brotherhood of human deity.
Who knows then but the last may yet be first,
So thou but lead me, Love, with thy dear light?
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