Love
To ——: When I loved you, I can't but allow
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Love
When I loved you, I can't but allow
I had many an exquisite minute;
But the scorn that I feel for you now
Hath even more luxury in it.
Thus, whether we're on or we're off,
Some witchery seems to await you;
To love you was pleasant enough,
And, oh! 'tis delicious hate you!
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MLA
Moore, Thomas. “To ——: When I loved you, I can't but allow.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/moore/48/.
Chicago
Moore, Thomas. “To ——: When I loved you, I can't but allow.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/moore/48/.
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