'Sulpicia ad Cerinthum.'--Lib. iv.
Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease
Which racks my breast your fickle bosom please?
Alas! I wish'd but to o'ercome the pain,
That I might live for love and you again;
But now I scarcely shall bewail my fate:
By death alone I can avoid your hate
Imitation Of Tibullus
George Gordon Byron
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Poem topics: I love you, alone, death, fate, hate, pain, avoid, live, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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