Elizabeth it is in vain you say "Love not" —
thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L.
E.
L.
Zantippe's talents had enforced so well:
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,
Breathe it less gently forth —
and veil thine eyes.
Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried To cure his love —
was cured of all beside —
His folly — pride — and passion — for he died.
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