The untold want, by life and land ne’er granted, Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.
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Sometimes with One I Love
Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse
But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the pay is certain
one way or another,
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was not return'd,
Yet out of that I have written these songs.)