Don't disbelieve that I adore
Because my syllables are worn
With age, and from an ancient store
I pull the oaths that I have sworn.
Do not aver that I'm not true
Because my terms are not unique
Or that I do not feel for you
Because some musty and antique
Old scrolls declaim the same thing I
In my devotions tell you of,
Or that my tongue must simply lie
Since other poets spoke of love.
The terms are similar because
Others have known what true love was.
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