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Ask me no more

Ask me no more

Ask me no more:the moon may draw the sea;
The clouds may stoop from heaven and take the shape,
with fold to fold,of mountain or,of cape;
But O too fold,when have I answer'd thee?
Ask me no more,

Ask me no more:what answe should I give?
I love not hollow cheek or faded eye,
Yet O my friend,I will not have thee die!
Ask me no more;legt I should bid thee live;
Ask me no more.

Ask me no more;thy fate and mine are seal'd:
I strove against the stream and all in vain;
Let the great river take me to the main:
No more,dear love,for at a touch I yield;
Ask me no more.
 -Tennyson

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  1. Ask me no more what you already now.Ask me no more what is to come next.What happens next.I don't like to see you like this with hollow cheeks and faded eye.I beg and plead for your well-being but friend I will not have you die.Ask me no more of the our future whether it's yours or mine for it is not sealed.I go against the current but in vain and let go.There is no more,for my love is no more .All that is left is to yearn for you but all I can say is ask me no more.
    There are some irregular rhyme schemes and a reputation of words such as ask me no more to emphasize the pleading and irrational convention.

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