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Thou foolish one! thou canst not know
How fondly thou art loved,
Or thou wouldst never doubt mo so,
When faithful I have proved.
How fondly thou art loved,
Or thou wouldst never doubt mo so,
When faithful I have proved.
Say, wouldst thou never have me smile
But when I smile on thee?
Nor seek thy absence to beguile,
When friends are kind to me?
But when I smile on thee?
Nor seek thy absence to beguile,
When friends are kind to me?
Wouldst have me coldly turn away,
And slight those friends so true?
Nor ever have a single thought,
But what I give to you?
And slight those friends so true?
Nor ever have a single thought,
But what I give to you?
Then be it so! I'll love thee still,
With more than woman's love;
Though all unkind must be thy will,
By tenderness I'll prove
With more than woman's love;
Though all unkind must be thy will,
By tenderness I'll prove
That thou art all in all to me,—
The dearest and the best,—
I only wish thy smiles to see,
And I am more than blest.
The dearest and the best,—
I only wish thy smiles to see,
And I am more than blest.
