Love's Treacherous Pool (Poem by Victor Hugo)

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Love's Treacherous Pool
By Victor Hugo


Young maiden, true love is a pool all mirroring clear,
    Where coquettish girls come to linger in long delight,
For it banishes afar from the face all the clouds that besmear
        The soul truly bright;
But tempts you to ruffle its surface; drawing your foot
    To subtilest sinking! and farther and farther the brink
That vainly you snatch — for repentance, 'tis weed without root, — 
        And struggling, you sink!

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