Thomas Moore

May 28, 1780 - Feb 26, 1852

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The Surprise

by Thomas Moore

Chloris, I swear, by all I ever swore,
That from this hour I shall not love thee more. --
What! love no more? Oh! why this alter'd vow?
Because I cannot love thee more than now!

Source:

The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore.
Copyright undated, very old
The Walter Scott Publishing Co. Ltd.
 

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