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1181. It is I myself that consented to the parting of my beloved : to whom shall I complain now of my pallor ?

1182. Pallor is proud of being his child, and creeping all over my frame rideth on me.

1183. My comeliness and my modesty he hath taken away, giving in exchange nought but the pangs of the heart and my pallid hue.

1184. In my heart I think nought but his thoughts, with my tongue I speak nought but his praises: and yet, witchcraft! this pallor hath overspread my frame.$9$

1185. That day too he went but there, and paleness sought me out here !

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