T’was my choice, the best, for thee, so far,
To lie, and force thee to a fond adieu;
And I do pray, I pray thou lov’st me not,
As every day I still, in truth, love you.
Tetrameter Twenty-four
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T’was my choice, the best, for thee, so far,
To lie, and force thee to a fond adieu;
And I do pray, I pray thou lov’st me not,
As every day I still, in truth, love you.
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