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16108	Wagner, Madge Morris	Debris Selections from Poems			.txt	text/plain	14278	1405	98	Nor dreamed in life a thought of grief to know. He'd teach my soul love's sweet control, And yet this love must break my heart, Then, love, I'll give thee back thy perjured vow; If that thy hand with heart-will sought, And I know there's a world of blessing and love I love thee for the soul that shines I love thee for the voice whose power My love comes not; he does not live," she said; And love holds carnival, and laughs at death. Or if some day my heart might turn from thee; In this brief hour, thou hast my soul of love, Faces loved in days gone by. beautiful or pure of soul is left--who flings from him his life Would you kiss me, love?--would you care? Life has enough of breaking hearts, Now why the smile we loved will live, Save only the sweet eyes I love--	./cache/16108.txt	./txt/16108.txt