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Song: Eternity of Love Protested

Written by: Thomas Carew | Biography
 | Quotes (3) |
 How ill doth he deserve a lover's name, 
Whose pale weak flame 
Cannot retain 
His heat, in spite of absence or disdain; 
But doth at once, like paper set on fire, 
Burn and expire; 
True love can never change his seat, 
Nor did her ever love, that could retreat.
That noble flame which my breast keeps alive Shall still survive When my soul's fled; Nor shall my love die when my body's dead, That shall wait on me to the lower shade, And never fade; My very ashes in their urn Shall, like a hallow'd lamp, forever burn.

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