Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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OH, NO! THOU DOST NOT LOVE ME!
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OH, NO! THOU DOST NOT LOVE ME!
(FROM “INEZ,” A MS. POEM.)
Oh, no! thou dost not love me, think it not;
If thou didst love me—as I once believed—
Couldst thou have left me to so dark a lot?
No! thou and I were both too much deceived.
If thou didst love me—as I once believed—
Couldst thou have left me to so dark a lot?
No! thou and I were both too much deceived.
And now thou seekest, but thou must seek in vain,
The fond and fair deception to prolong—
The truth hath shot like fire through heart and brain,
That love is nothing—that I deemed so strong!—
The fond and fair deception to prolong—
The truth hath shot like fire through heart and brain,
That love is nothing—that I deemed so strong!—
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If thou hadst loved me, could'st thou have endured
With cold indifference' vainest, lightest show—
To wound the heart which nothing hath allured,
Through thy mourned absence, from its constant woe!
With cold indifference' vainest, lightest show—
To wound the heart which nothing hath allured,
Through thy mourned absence, from its constant woe!
If thou hadst loved me, couldst thou have forgot
How sensitive are Love's quick feelings fine!
Thou still mayst swear it; I believe thee not!
My soul, that loves indeed, condemneth thine!
How sensitive are Love's quick feelings fine!
Thou still mayst swear it; I believe thee not!
My soul, that loves indeed, condemneth thine!
Be faithless, and be cold,—but still, I pray,
Deceive me not thus doubly in my woe—
Hate me—but hate me openly—Away
With vain disguise—if 'tis so, tell me so!—
Deceive me not thus doubly in my woe—
Hate me—but hate me openly—Away
With vain disguise—if 'tis so, tell me so!—
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