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Passion.
By Madison Julius Cawein
The wine-loud laughter of indulged Desire
Upon his lips, and, in his eyes, the fire
Of uncontrol, he takes in reckless hands, -
And interrupts with discords, - the sad lyre
Of LOVE'S deep soul, and never understands.
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