Poems (Radford)/I do not Love you Very Much
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I do not love you very much,
Only your tuneful voice,
Which, in a happy moment, takes
The music of my choice.
Only your tuneful voice,
Which, in a happy moment, takes
The music of my choice.
I do not love you, dear, at all,
Only your merry ways,
Which linger in my mind, and set
Me dreaming through the days
Only your merry ways,
Which linger in my mind, and set
Me dreaming through the days
In truth, I think it is dislike
You kindle in my heart,
Because you come so joyously
To steal so large a part.
You kindle in my heart,
Because you come so joyously
To steal so large a part.