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Love's night & a lamp
judged our vows:
that she would love me ever
& I should never leave her.
Love's night & you, lamp,
witnessed the pact.
Today the vow runs:
'Oaths such as these, water-words'.
Tonight, lamp,
wintess her lying.
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Busy with love, the bumble bee
philanders through the petalled spring
& lights on Heliodora's skin.
And have you left the stamen-cup
to tell me Cupid's arrow stings?
till rueful Heart heaves up:
'Enough'?
Thou loved of lovers, Bee, buzz off -
what zertful petals wait your tupping!
Such news to me was never new
whose honey's long been mixed with rue.
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