by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Ask me to love no more
Language: English 
Ask me to love no more,
Your fruitless pain, and all your art give o'er.
Amintor, why would you inspire
In my breast an unequal fire?
Why, Amintor, should I burn
In flames which you can ne'er return?
Too many hearts already you have deceiv'd;
Alas! you're known too well to be believ'd.

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Word count: 53