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![]() All the flattering youth defy, Long be it ere thou grow old, Aching, shaking, crazy, cold; But still continue as thou art, Ancient person of my heart. |
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![]() She 's my delight, all mankind's wonder; But my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder. |
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![]() Where primitive nothing something straight begot; Then all proceeded from the great united what. |
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![]() The Difference lies, as far as I can see, Not in the thing it self, but the degree. . . . |
![]() There's something generous in mere lust. |
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