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Why art thou silent? Since the breezes boreThy voice away, summer hath come and fled.
Why art thou silent? Speak, oh speak once more:—
Am I forgotten? Is our friendship dead?
Dead—let it die; let all its tendril cords
Shrivel to smoke in love's devouring flame.
Break not thy silence. What are friendship's words?
Poor faltering notes which silence puts to shame.
Let friendship die. When thou and I are friends,
Whate'er I give flows back to me again,
Choking love's outlet: but when friendship ends,
Love's fount released comes flooding forth amain.
Oh then forget me that my love may grow
The stronger for its ruin and its woe.
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