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 "title": "XXIII",
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 "poet": "Elizabeth Barrett Browning",
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 "book": "Sonnets from the Portuguese",
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   {
    "text": "Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And would the sun for thee more coldly shine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Because of grave-damps falling round my head?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I marvelled, my Beloved, when I read",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thy thought so in the letter. I am thine⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But⁠—so much to thee? Can I pour thy wine",
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   },
   {
    "text": "While my hands tremble? Then my soul, instead",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of dreams of death, resumes life’s lower range.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Then, love me, Love! look on me⁠—breathe on me!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As brighter ladies do not count it strange,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For love, to give up acres and degree,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange",
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   {
    "text": "My near sweet view of Heaven for earth with thee!",
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