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The Despised Lover's Resolution

by Theocritus

Theocritus

Now I go whither thou hast sentenced me,
Whither, 'tis said, the road is common,
Where oblivion is the remedy for those that love.
But could I drink it all,
Not even thus could I slake
My passionate longing.




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