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2062	Dryden, John	All for Love; Or, The World Well Lost: A Tragedy			.txt	text/plain	29409	3440	93	to that which I reserved for Antony and Cleopatra; whose mutual love That gave the world a lord: 'tis Antony's. A love, which knows no bounds, to Antony, My emperor; the man I love next Heaven: Thou long'st to curse me, and I give thee leave. And I will leave her; though, Heaven knows, I love Caesar shall know what 'tis to force a lover Ere Caesar saw your eyes, you gave me love, To say it was designed: 'tis true, I loved you, Gods, 'tis too much; too much for man to bear. I love this man, who runs to meet his ruin; How thou upbraid'st my love: The queen has eyes, And when thou speak'st (but let it first be long), Has loved her long; he, next my god-like lord, Think not 'tis thou hast conquered Antony; Then art thou innocent, my poor dear love, Thou hast loved me,	./cache/2062.txt	./txt/2062.txt