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Sometimes with One I Love.

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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