False though She be

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False though She be
by William Congreve



FALSE though she be to me and love,
I'll ne'er pursue revenge;
For still the charmer I approve,
Though I deplore her change.
 
In hours of bliss we oft have met:
They could not always last;
And though the present I regret,
I'm grateful for the past.


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