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I KNOW HE DOTH NOT LOVE ME.

I

I know he doth not love me, as I was lov'd at first,
I cannot tell the reason, I'd ask him if I durst,
But that might drive him from me, and tho' it breaks my heart
To see him frown upon me, 'twere worse, far worse to part.

II

Perhaps he knows my sadness, yet should he not reflect
I never knew a sorrow 'till chill'd by his neglect;
And still with smiles I'd meet him, if I could only see
The glance of fond affection that used to beam on me.