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The Curse at Farewell
THE CURSE AT FAREWELL
The world forgetting. Friend, you see I know Your secret |
KACH No, Debjani, no! Not sv.
DEBJANI
No? Vain pretence! Your heart I never read?
You do not know love rules it? Ev’n when dead,
The flower o’erblown clings to its withered spray—
But where has gone the scent? Friend, many a day,
Ev'n as you raised your head, or looked, or heard
My voice, your heart through all your body stirred
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