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venerdì 11 maggio 2007 - ore 12:44
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I.
You say you love; but with a voice
Chaster than a nuns, who singeth
The soft Vespers to herself
While the chime-bell ringeth -
O love me truly!
II.
You say you love; but with a smile
Cold as sunrise in September,
As you were Saint Cupids nun,
And kept his weeks of Ember.
O love me truly!
III.
You say you love - but then your lips
Coral tinted teach no blisses.
More than coral in the sea -
They never pout for kisses -
O love me truly!
IV.
You say you love; but then your hand
No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth,
It is like a statues dead -
While mine to passion burneth -
O love me truly!
V.
O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should burn be,
Squeeze as lovers should - O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
John Keats
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