Poems (Linn)/Psyche

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PSYCHE.
AH! Psyche, you were right, Love never should be blind.It was no lack of love to light Your torch, his face to find.
And you were glad, I know, Through all your toil and pain,That you had seen your love, although You should not see again.
Yours was a soul so true That, had he not been fair,But some dark, ugly monster, you Had loved too well to care,
And so I claim your love Was wise, and I would chooseTo know, however hard it prove, The worth of what I lose.
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