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IF you loved me I could trust you to your fancy's furthest bound / While the sun shone and the wind blew, and the world went round, / To the utmost of the meshes of the devil's strongest net . . .
If you loved me, if you loved me-but you do not love me yet!
I love you-and I cannot trust you further than the door! / But winds and worlds and seasons change, and you will love me more / And more-until I trust you, dear, as women do trust men- / I shall trust you, I shall trust you, but I shall not love you then!