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The more I love thee, my Beloved! the moreI long to love thee without stint or stay,—
To love and still to love,—to pour and pour
Fresh floods of love in pulsing waves away.
This is my wish, my prayer. I ask for nought
But just to love. No dream of love's return
Troubles my happiness; no sordid thought
Of what love spends, of what love hopes to earn.
Oh do not love me. Sorrow, loss and pain,
Despair and ruin, for my love's dear sake,
I could endure: but to be loved again—
I dare not think of it; my heart would break.
Oh do not love me: spare me: leave me free
To dream of one thing only—love of thee.
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