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 "title": "To ⸻",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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   {
    "text": "Had I a man’s fair form, then might my sighs",
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   {
    "text": "Be echoed swiftly through that ivory shell",
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   {
    "text": "Thine ear, and find thy gentle heart; so well",
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   {
    "text": "Would passion arm me for the enterprise:",
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   {
    "text": "But ah! I am no knight whose foeman dies;",
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   {
    "text": "No cuirass glistens on my bosom’s swell;",
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   {
    "text": "I am no happy shepherd of the dell",
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   {
    "text": "Whose lips have trembled with a maiden’s eyes.",
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   {
    "text": "Yet must I dote upon thee,⁠—call thee sweet,",
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   {
    "text": "Sweeter by far than Hybla’s honied roses",
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   {
    "text": "When steep’d in dew rich to intoxication.",
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   {
    "text": "Ah! I will taste that dew, for me ’tis meet,",
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   {
    "text": "And when the moon her pallid face discloses,",
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    "text": "I’ll gather some by spells, and incantation.",
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