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Who'll have the crumpled pieces of a heart? / Let him take mine! / Who'll give his whole of passion for a part, / And call't divine? / Who'll have the soiled remainder of desire? / Who'll warm his fingers at a burnt-out fire? / Who'll drink the lees of love, and cast i' the mire / The nobler wine?
Let him come here, and kiss me on the mouth, / And have his will! / Love dead and dry as summer in the South / When winds are still / And all the leafage shrivels in the heat! / Let him come here and linger at my feet / Till he grow weary with the over-sweet, / And die, or kill.