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Come, tell me, do you love me?

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I love you!

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Ah! but you love this fireside!

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I love you

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But you love Him above.

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She is blaspheming

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And do you likewise love me?

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I don't know

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You love that great tall fellow over there:

Yet I could make you ride upon the winds,