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The Enchantment by Thomas Otway |
I did but look and love awhile,
...'Twas but for one half-hour;
Then to resist I had no will,
...And now I have no power. To sigh and wish is all my ease;
...Sighs which do heat impart
Enought to melt the coldest ice,
...Yet cannot warm your heart. O would your pity give my heart
...One corner of your breast,
'Twould learn of yours the winning art,
...And quickly steal the rest. .....The Enchantment by Thomas Otway (1652-85)
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