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SONG by ALFRED DE MUSSET

First Line: I SAID TO MY HEART, TO MY RESTLESS HEART
Last Line: "BUT MAKES THE PAINS OF THE PAST MORE DEAR!"
Subject(s): BEAUTY; HEALING; MELODIES; CURES;

I said to my heart, to my restless heart:
"Love one—one only—nor seek to part:
"The love that wanders from flower to flower
"Wastes in stray fancies each blissful hour."

But my heart replied: "For my Paradise
"Eve's self—Eve only—would scarce suffice:
"To change one's love with the changing year
"But makes the joys of the Past more dear."

I said to my heart, to my wayward heart:
"What charm can lie in each varied smart?
"The love that ever delights to range
"But finds fresh sorrow in each fresh change."

But my heart replied to me: "Manhood scorns
"To pluck sweet roses devoid of thorns:
"To change one's love with the changing year
"But makes the pains of the Past more dear!"



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