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Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,              Guilty of dust and sin.But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack              From my first entrance in,Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning              If I lacked anything. “A guest,” I answered, “worthy to be here”:             Love said, “You shall be he.”“I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,             IContinue reading “Love (iii)”