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Little lady of my heart ! Just a little longer, Love me: we will pass and part, Ere this love grow stronger.
I have loved thee, Child! too well, To do aught but leave thee : Nay! my lips should never tell Any tale, to grieve thee. Little lady of my heart ! Just a little longer, I may love thee: we will part, Ere my love grow stronger.
Soon thou leavest fairy-land; Darker grow thy tresses; Soon no more of hand in hand; Soon no more caresses !
Little lady of my heart ! Just a little longer, Be a child: then, we will part, Ere this love grow stronger.
Ernest Christopher Dowson
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