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Beware, for the dying vine can hold The strongest oak.
Only by cutting at the root Can love be altered.
Late in the night A rosy glimmer yet defies the darkness.
But the evening is growing late, The blinds are being lowered; She who held your heart and charmed you Is only a rosy glimmer of flame remembered.