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To Memory

Rating: 3.1

Strange Power, I know not what thou art,
Murderer or mistress of my heart.
I know I'd rather meet the blow
Of my most unrelenting foe
Than live---as now I live---to be
Slain twenty times a day by thee.

Yet, when I would command thee hence,
Thou mockest at the vain pretence,
Murmuring in mine ear a song

Once loved, alas! forgotten long;
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Mahtab Bangalee 10 November 2019

Murmuring in mine ear a song Once loved, alas! forgotten long; .../// beautifully penned

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Susan Williams 24 July 2015

Love can be an unwelcome power in our lives, sometimes to the extent that it is abusive, perhaps physically abusive. Interesting and complex piece and an interesting complex woman.

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Blue angel Florida 29 March 2008

'And on my brow I feel a kiss, that I would rather die than miss.' -Splendid Memory!

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