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THE QUATRAINS OF
480.
They call you wicked, if to fame you're known,
And an intriguer, if you live alone;
Trust me, though you were Khizer or Elias,
'Tis best to know none, and of none be known.
481.
Yes! here am I with wine and feres again!
I did repent, but, ah! 'twas all in vain;
Preach not to me of Noah and his flood,
But pour a flood of wine to drown my pain!
482.
For union with my love I sigh in vain,
The pangs of absence I can scarce sustain,
My grief I dare not tell to any friend;
trouble strange, sweet passion, bitter pain!
480. C. N. I.
481. C. L. N. A. I. J. Tánba i Nassúh, a repentance not to be repented of. Nicolas. In line 2, note the izáfat dropped after silent he.
