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    Feb 23, 2012, 11:36 AM
    What does this poem mean?
    With what a deep devotedness of woe
    I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
    Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
    And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
    Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away! ~ Thomas Moore
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    Feb 23, 2012, 05:33 PM
    I think this poem means the person though is spitting him or her in pain so he's asking whoever to wore his heart away which mean to make his heart feel better stop it from hurting.
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    Feb 23, 2012, 05:36 PM
    Quote Originally Posted by jazzysoswaggy View Post
    I think this poem means the person though is spitting him or her in pain so he's asking whoever to wore his heart away which mean to make his heart feel better stop it from hurting.
    Your interpretation doesn't make any sense at all !
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    Feb 23, 2012, 05:37 PM
    This so much like a homework question.
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