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If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
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