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Elizabeth it is in vain you say

“Love not” – thou sayest it in so sweet a way:

In vain those words from thee or L. E. L.[134]

Zantippe’s talents had enforced so well:

Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,

Breathe it less gently forth – and veil thine eyes.

Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried

To cure his love – was cured of all beside —

His folly – pride – and passion – for he died.

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