That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
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..........fabulous poem...love these lines ★ But here's the joy; my friend and I are one; Sweet flattery! then she loves but me alone.