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J. C. Squire, ed.  A Book of Women’s Verse.  1921.
I Do Not Love Thee
By The Hon. Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton (1808–1877)
I DO not love thee!—no! I do not love thee!
  And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
  Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
I do not love thee!—yet, I know not why,        5
  Whate’er thou dost seems still well done, to me:
And often in my solitude I sigh
  That those I do love are not more like thee!
I do not love thee!—yet, when thou art gone,
  I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)        10
Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone
  Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear.
I do not love thee!—yet thy speaking eyes,
  With their deep, bright and most expressive blue,
Between me and the midnight heaven arise,        15
  Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.
I know I do not love thee! yet, alas!
  Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;
And oft I catch them smiling as they pass,
  Because they see me gazing where thou art.        20

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