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If this be love,then let me have your hate.
If you be true then let me hear your lies.
For this,  my heart, your message comes too late.
For now my need is  for the thoughtful wise.

If this be marriage,let me have divorce.
If this be holy,  hasten I to hell..
For love comes in its time without such force.
And of its message ?ho am I to tell?

If this be love,then let me dwell alone.
If this be love, I will be forever chaste.
Your  love is like a blow that breaks my bones
A love that lays your world and mine to waste