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I never said I loved you, John: / Why will you tease me, day by day, / And wax a weariness to think upon / With always "do" and "pray"?
You know I never loved you, John; / No fault of mine made me your toast: / Why will you haunt me with a face as wan / As shows an hour-old ghost?