VII
Your loveliness should help me to forget you;
Your murmurous "I love you" like soft bees
Humming should help; although my kisses fret you,
They are intended but to give you ease,
And help you to forget me; then, the fixed
Ardent intentness of my cat-green eyes
Flecked with red fire is like a potion mixed
Straight out of Lethe, or divination lies.
If there be truth in augury, your lips
Fastened to mine should be a certain spell
To put your memory of me in eclipse:—
In short, if all be true that sages tell,
Two days of absence with roast beef and beer
Will cure me of you perfectly, my dear!
Your murmurous "I love you" like soft bees
Humming should help; although my kisses fret you,
They are intended but to give you ease,
And help you to forget me; then, the fixed
Ardent intentness of my cat-green eyes
Flecked with red fire is like a potion mixed
Straight out of Lethe, or divination lies.
If there be truth in augury, your lips
Fastened to mine should be a certain spell
To put your memory of me in eclipse:—
In short, if all be true that sages tell,
Two days of absence with roast beef and beer
Will cure me of you perfectly, my dear!
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