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[I did not offer thee up mine heart]
I.
I did not offer thee up mine heart,Nor did I ask, thou know'st, for thine.
I only said, ‘Until we part
Lend it, and I will lend thee mine.’
II.
And have we past those hours in vain?We met, we smiled—we smile, we sever.
Is it in vain that thus we twain
Have met, though thus we part for ever?
III.
In vain? Shall I ever forget your eyes,Or the love that died of despair in me?
For my love but lived in despair's despite,
Like a new-born babe that sees the light
For a moment, and smiles, and dies,
And lives in its mother's memory.
An. æt.
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