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Wist not that I love thee~0~
Less than these:~1~ Cheap trinkets and pennies~2~ Which moths and dust do destroy.~3~ No expense have I suffered~4~ Or ere proffered~5~ I would not have offered~6~ For to glimpse thee, my joy.~7~ Would I not trade my sight,~8~ Black as night,~9~ Blot out the sun so bright,~10~ And curse to fall the fair moon?~11~ 'Tis pale and wan, as am I~12~ As if I've died~13~ I might as as well be blind~14~ For naught is worth sight but you.~15~
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