I know, I know
I know, I know 

I know, I know
the gales that are sighs
in love. And the wiles
of the beloved. Smiles 

no wit could scribe
nor glib tongue tell,
nor the moon outshine
in her barren splendour.

I know, I know 
the spell
of love’s lustrous eyes.

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