Musica universalis

dissonance, noun

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Cast me out, and have done

I pray you, already I am gone.

Dost know how long I spent

At your door, ere I knew your faithless bent?

Yet though my reason go, my heart

Remains, pierced, cruel as thou art.

I at thy feet adore

And yet thou art changed no more

Than those spheres no music moves.

And nothing does this prove

But that I have no voice, or art,

Or thou, my love, no heart.

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