Sometimes With One I Love, I Fill Myself With Rage, For Fear I Effuse Unreturn'D Love; But Now I Think There Is No Unreturn'D Love The Pay Is Certain, One Way Or Another; (I Loved A Certain Person Ardently, And My Love Was Not Return'D; Yet Out Of That, I Have Written These Songs.)
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