I see, I know, I believe, I am undeceived.
I see, I know, I believe, I am undeceived.
Twas but a dream, yet by my heart I knew, Which still was panting, part of it was true Oh how I strove the rest to have believed Ashamed and angry to be undeceived.
Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.
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