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beauty puts a barb into my soul, Strive as I will it never lets me go. My love has passed the frontiers of control, You are so fair and I desire you so.

Others may come and go, they are to me But changing mirage, transient, untrue, My faithlessness is but fidelity Since I am never faithful, but to you.

You are not kind to me, but many are And all their kindness does not make them dear; It may be you deceive me when afar Even as always you torment me near.

Yet is your beauty so divine a thing, So irreplaceable, so haunting sweet Against all reason, I am fain to fling My life, my youth, myself, beneath your feet. 1