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I. You say you love; but with a voice Chaster than a nun's, who singeth The soft Vespers to herself While the chime-bell ringeth - O love me truly! II. You say you love; but with a smile Cold as sunrise in September, As you were Saint Cupid's nun, And kept his weeks of Ember. O love me truly! III. You say you love - but then your lips Coral tinted teach no blisses. More than coral in the sea - They never pout for kisses - O love me truly! IV. You say you love; but then your hand No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth, It is like a statue's dead - While mine to passion burneth - O love me truly! O breathe a word or two of fire! Smile, as if those words should burn be, Squeeze as lovers should - O kiss
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