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False though she be to me and love,
...I'll ne'er pursue revenge;
For still the charmer I approve,
...Though I deplore her change.
In hours of bliss we oft have met;
...They could not always last;
And though the present I regret,
...I'm grateful for the past.
William Congreve (1670-1729)
...I'll ne'er pursue revenge;
For still the charmer I approve,
...Though I deplore her change.
In hours of bliss we oft have met;
...They could not always last;
And though the present I regret,
...I'm grateful for the past.
William Congreve (1670-1729)