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Quia Multum Amavi (Author: Oscar Wilde)
- 1] Dear Heart, I think the young impassioned priest
2] When first he takes from out the hidden shrine
3] His god imprisoned in the Eucharist,
4] And eats the bread, and drinks the dreadful wine,
- 5] Feels not such awful wonder as I felt
6] When first my smitten eyes beat full on thee,
7] And all night long before thy feet I knelt
8] Till thou wert wearied of Idolatry.
- 9] Ah! hadst thou liked me less and loved me more,
10] Through all those summer days of joy and rain,
11] I had not now been sorrow's heritor,
12] Or stood a lackey in the House of Pain.
- 13] Yet, though remorse, youth's white-faced seneschal
14] Tread on my heels with all his retinue,
15] I am most glad I loved theethink of all
16] The suns that go to make one speedwell blue!