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They ask me -- thy crystalline eyes, so acute, / "Odd lover -- why am I to thee so dear?" / -- Be sweet and keep silent, my heart, which is sear, / For all save the rude and untutored brute,
Is loth its infernal depths to reveal, / And its dissolute motto engraven with fire, / Oh charmer! whose arms endless slumber inspire! / I abominate passion and wit makes me ill.