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I have loved you; even now I may confess, 

Some embers of my love their fire retain 

but do not let it cause you more distress, 

I do not want to sadden you again. 

Hopeless and tongue tied, yet, I loved you dearly 

With pangs the jealous and the timid know; 

So tenderly I loved you- so sincerely; 

I pray God grant another love you so.