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Love Is a Foolish Melancholy |
Love is a foolish melancholy
Leading the mind with false persuasions.
Else why see I not my folly,
Losing time to get occasions?
My love is always lunacy.
Methinks my heart is so on fire
That though my mistress send for me
I dare not for my life come nigh her.
Methinks love's sparkles would so start
And at her sight give forth such flame
That standers-by would see my heart
And by the light, there read her name.
.....from Love Is a Foolish Melancholy by Anonymous
