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Hymn for Committed Lovers 
                                             (A Pantoume) Though love is ever constant in the universe, Yet changes it its dwelling place on rapid feet, Some go from good to bad, others from bad to worse, While some are lucky, seem to keep it for their lives complete. But even then, its dwelling place on rapid feet It may attenuate its steps towards and slow down; While some are lucky, seem to keep it for their lives complete They may still work their way to it with solemn frown. To some, it may attenuate its steps, slow down, And they reproach the fates, the stars, their mates, fell chance; They may still work their way to it with solemn frown Because no longer does it spell to them “romance.” And they reproach the fates, the stars, their mates, fell chance, Unwitting that, they having it, avoid a curse Though…