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Rh Give me an amulet

That keeps intelligence with you,—

Red when you love, and rosier red,

And when you love not, pale and blue.

Alas! that neither bonds nor vows

Can certify possession;

Torments me still the fear that love

Died in its last expression.

THINE EYES STILL SHINED