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a shakespearen type of poem about jelousy hurting a love |
do not on to me your green-eyed for thy are poisen ivy to thy blood. doth it not plagaue you to look upon your sweet as thy hands grapple thee? my love, my sweet lossen thy keen hands from thy throat for green-eyed has beseeched you to thy will i entreat you my love come back to thee for if not i, devoured by earth will be thy future of me. |