I Loved You Once
I loved you once and love you still, perhaps.
Within my soul that flame remains.
Yet I will not afflict you with it;
I would not harm you for the world.
I loved you once, in silence and despair,
in meekness, and with heedless jealousy.
And so I loved--so honest and so soft--
as may God grant someone for you will care.
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