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She turned on a spurred heel and disappeared into the tent, while the carts pushed on past the famine-sheds, past the roaring lines of the thick, fat fires, down to the baked Gehenna of the South. So let us melt and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the Laity our love. A Valediction.
"Longsome is absence, restlessness increaseth and despite; * And burn my vitals in the blaze my love and longings light: Grows my hair gray from pains and pangs which I am doomed bear * For pine, while tear-floods stream from eyes and sore offend my sight: I swear, O Hope of me, O End of every wish and will, * By Him who made mankind and every branch with leafage dight, A passion-load for thee, O my Desire, I must endure, * And boast I that to bear such load no lover hath the might.
'My sleeplessness would show I love to bide on wake; * And would my leanness prove that sickness is my make: And tear-floods course adown the cheeks they only scald; * Would I knew union shall disunion overtake!
'I'm awfully obliged for the money. She turned on a spurred heel and disappeared into the tent, while the carts pushed on past the famine-sheds, past the roaring lines of the thick, fat fires, down to the baked Gehenna of the South. So let us melt and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love.
She turned on a spurred heel and disappeared into the tent, while the carts pushed on past the famine-sheds, past the roaring lines of the thick, fat fires, down to the baked Gehenna of the South. So let us melt and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys to tell the Laity our love. A Valediction.
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