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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
X. Farewell to Love
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772–1834)
FAREWELL, sweet Love! yet blame you not my truth:
  More fondly ne’er did mother eye her child
  Than I your form. Yours were my hopes of youth,
  And as you shaped my thoughts, I sighed or smiled.
While most were wooing wealth, or gayly swerving        5
  To pleasure’s secret haunts, and some apart
  Stood strong in pride, self-conscious of deserving,
  To you I gave my whole, weak, wishing heart.
And when I met the maid that realized
  Your fair creations, and had won her kindness,        10
  Say but for her if aught in earth I prized!
Your dream alone I dreamt, and caught your blindness.
  O grief!—but farewell, Love! I will go play me
  With thoughts that please me less, and less betray me.

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