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 1 Pre| times in love, nor yet lack fire, you wish me to weave for
 2 Pre|  rake the ashes of some old fire, I find a spark still burning.
 3   2| ears and trembled, snorting fire down its nostrils. Its thick
 4   2|    up at the first touch of fire and, if the wind blows,
 5   2|   dire a hope; put out that fire. Love is not hard to subdue,
 6   3|     for his limbs; a secret fire ran in his veins, devouring
 7   3|   of maidens with a strange fire. And why should I oppose
 8   3|   it up and throw it in the fire.’~ ~ And, snatching the
 9   3|    you bade me walk through fire would obey you in less time
10   3|  that is not to put out the fire, but to blow the tiny sparks
11  12|   hand and roll towards the fire, where the snow melted in
12  14|     with like.~ ~ ‘To be on fire and yet burn nothing, that
13  14|  equally in love. She is on fire, I burn; we both of us perish.