| To ________________... Edgar Allen Poe... |
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I heed not that my earthly lot Hath- little of Earth in it- |
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That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute- |
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I mourn not that the desolate Are happier, sweet, than I, |
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But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by. |
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