Love
False tho' she be to me and love
From Lyra Elegantiarum, ed. Frederick Locker (London: E. Moxon, 1867)
Love
False tho' she be to me and love,
I'll ne'er pursue revenge;
For still the charmer I approve,
Tho' I deplore her change.
In hours of bliss we oft have met,
They could not always last;
And tho' the present I regret,
I'm grateful for the past.
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MLA
Congreve, William. “False tho' she be to me and love.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/congreve/2/.
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Congreve, William. “False tho' she be to me and love.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/congreve/2/.
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