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- TO plead my faith where faith had no reward,
- To move remorse where favor is not borne,
- To heap complaints where she doth not regard, --
- Were fruitless, bootless, vain, and yield but scorn.
- I lovéd her whom all the world admired,
- I was refused of her that can love none;
- And my vain hopes, which far too high aspired,
- Is dead, and buried, and for ever gone.
- Forget my name, since you have scorned my love,
- And woman-like do not too late lament;
- Since for your sake I do all mischief prove,
- I none accuse nor nothing do repent.
- I was as fond as ever she was fair,
- Yet loved I not more than I now despair.
- Robert Devereux, Earl of Essex
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