Love
Rhymes Made in a Dream
From Ban and Arriere Ban: A Rally of Fugitive Rhymes
Love
I KNOW not what my secret is,
I know but it is mine;
I know to dwell with it were bliss,
To die for it divine.
I cannot yield it in a kiss,
Nor breathe it in a sigh.
I know that I have lived for this;
For this, my love, I die.
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MLA
Lang, Andrew. “Rhymes Made in a Dream.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lang/134/.
Chicago
Lang, Andrew. “Rhymes Made in a Dream.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lang/134/.
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