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Sonnet 30 (Fire And Ice)
By Edmund SpenserSource: Edmund Spenser - PoetryDB (Public Domain)102 words
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
how comes it then that this her cold so great
is not dissolv'd through my so hot desire,
but harder grows, the more I her entreat?
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