Sweetheart, do not love too long:
I loved long and long
And grew out of fashion
Like an old song.
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other´s,
We were so much at one.
But O, in a minute she changed -
O do not love too lon,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.
William Butler Yeats - In the Seven Woods, 1904
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