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PIPPA PASSES
As if by mere hate I could hate intensely!
But now I am wiser, know better the fashion
How passion seeks aid from its opposite passion,
And if I see cause to love more, or hate more
That ever man loved, ever hated, before-
And seek in the Valley of Love,
The spot, or the spot in Hate's Grove,
Where my soul may the sureliest reach
The essence, nought less, of each,
The Hate of all Hates, or the Love
01 all Loves, in its Valley or Grove,­
I find them lhe very warders
Each 01 the other's borders.
I love most, when Love is disguised
In Hate; and when Hate is surprised
In Love, then I hate most: ask
How Love smiles through Hate's iron casque,
Hate grins through Love's rose-braided mask,­
And how, having hated illee,
I sought long and painfully
To wound ilue, and not prick
The skin, but pierce to lhe quick-
Ask this, my Jules, and be answered straight
By thy bride-how the painter Lutwyche can hate!
JULES interposes
Lutwyche-who else? But all of them, no doubt
Hated me: they at Venice-presently ,
Their turn, however I You I shall not meet:
If I dreamed, saying this would wake me I
Keep
What's here, this gold-we cannot meet again.
Consider-and the money was but meant
For two years' travel, which is over now,
All chance, or hope, or care, or need of it I
This-and what comes from selling these, my casts
And books, and medals, except ... let them go
Together, so the produce keeps you safe
Out of Natalia's clutches I-If by chance
(For all's chance here) I should survive the gang
At Venice, root out all fifteen of them,
We might meet somewhere, since the world is wide-
[From without is heard the voice Of PIPPA, singing­
Give her but a least excuse to love me /
When-where-
How--can this arm establish her above me,
If fortune fixed her as my lady there,
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