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THE ADIEU.
Now, now, because the foolish careless crowd
Proclaim—alas! thy love for me aloud;
Thou thus can'st slight me, Cruel, and can'st scorn
And leave me hapless, fated, and forlorn.
Proclaim—alas! thy love for me aloud;
Thou thus can'st slight me, Cruel, and can'st scorn
And leave me hapless, fated, and forlorn.
But no! thou shalt not long with wounded pride
Struggle that miscalled love to crush or hide—
One sigh—Farewell!—one look—and I am gone—
Forgive the many—and forget the One!
Struggle that miscalled love to crush or hide—
One sigh—Farewell!—one look—and I am gone—
Forgive the many—and forget the One!
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