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[00:02.87]Revulsion by Thomas Hardy
[00:23.04]Winning love we win the risk of losing,
[00:27.01]and losing love is as one's life were riven;
[00:31.93]It cuts to cede what was superfluously given.
[00:39.50]Let me then never feel the fateful thrilling
[00:43.40]that devastates the love-worn wooer's frame,
[00:48.47]the hot ado of fevered hopes,
[00:51.70]the chilling that agonizes disappointed aim.
[00:56.77]and my heart's table bear no woman's name.