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THY LIPS HAVE NEVER BREATH'D TO ME.
III.And this should Love's own language be, To all save Love unknown;The thoughts that words are weak to paint Should only thus be shown.Thy feelings, which I read so well, Require nor voice nor token;The love that is unspeakable Must still remain unspoken.
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