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I AM free of love as a bird flying south in the autumn, / Swift and intent, asking no joy from another, / Glad to forget all of the passion of April / Ere it was love-free.
I am free of love, and I listen to music lightly, / But if he returned, if he should look at me deeply, / I should awake, I should awake and remember / I am my lover's.