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taken out of a natural context, I have a tendency to believe that most love poems
"sound" a bit on the obsessive side. Due to this, it is a difficult to read if this
is the exact intent of the poem. Perhaps, love, itself, is a topic which lends itself to
obsessive tendencies. Having said all of this, I think there are some lines in " "
that can reflect some aspects of an extremely consuming and all encompassing love. The closing
lines to the first stanza might indicate as much, "And this maiden...
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