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This, no song of ingenue This, no ballad of innocence This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever the natural bents This, a solo of sapience This, a chantey of sophistry This, the sum of experiments I loved them until they loved me Decked in garments of sable hue, Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents Wearing shower bouquets of rue Walk I ever in penitence Oft I roam, as my heart repents Through God's acre of memory Marking stones, in my reverence "I loved them until they loved me" Pictures pass me in long review Marching columns of dead events I was tender, and, often, true Ever a prey to coincidence Always knew I the consequence Always saw what the end would be We're as Nature has made us hence I loved them until they loved me Princes, never I'd give offense, Won't you think of me tenderly ? Here's my strength and my weakness, gents I loved them until they loved me.
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