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- 1816
- I CRY YOUR MERCY - PITY - LOVE! - AYE LOVE!
- by John Keats
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- I cry your mercy- pity- love!- aye, love!
- Merciful love that tantalizes not,
- One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love,
- Unmask'd, and being seen- without a blot!
- O! let me have thee whole,- all- all- be mine!
- That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest
- Of love, your kiss,- those hands, those eyes divine,
- That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast,-
- Yourself- your soul- in pity give me all,
- Withhold no atom's atom or I die,
- Or living on perhaps, your wretched thrall,
- Forget, in the mist of idle misery,
- Life's purposes,- the palate of my mind
- Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!
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- THE END
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