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TWELFTH-NIGHT by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR

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First Line: I DRAW WITH TREMBLING HAND MY DOUBTFUL LOT
Last Line: O LET HER GIVE ME THAT, AND TAKE BACK THIS!
I draw with trembling hand my doubtful lot;
Yet where are Fortune's frowns if she frown not
From whom I hope, from whom I fear, the kiss?
O gentle Love! if there be aught beyond
That makes the bosom calm, but leaves it fond,
O let her give me that, and take back this!



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