“
T was mine to shrink, withstand in time,
For, while I sinned, I knew my crime.
Oh! Wretched, wavering heart! As vain
Thy wild resentment as thy pain:
One thought alone expels the rest,
One sole regret distracts my breast,
O'ermastering and subduing all
More than my crime, more than my fall:
Are not shame, fear, remorse, forgot,
In that one thought- He loves me not!
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