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THE MINE.
Deep in the caverns of the hollow earth,
Are hid those riches which the world calls wealth;
The dark dull mine, to pageantry gives birth,
To Pride, to hate, to envy, and to stealth;
To Love destructive, and the same to health;
Affection, Lady, is the richest mine,
May some one take the greatest share in Thine.
Are hid those riches which the world calls wealth;
The dark dull mine, to pageantry gives birth,
To Pride, to hate, to envy, and to stealth;
To Love destructive, and the same to health;
Affection, Lady, is the richest mine,
May some one take the greatest share in Thine.
I do not flatter; but believe the truth,
A woman's love, is better far than gold;
I would not sell it in my day of youth,
No, not though millions were before me told;
I would not sell it, were I growing old.
But some will smile, and utter this is fine!
So let them smile, they know not what is mine.
A woman's love, is better far than gold;
I would not sell it in my day of youth,
No, not though millions were before me told;
I would not sell it, were I growing old.
But some will smile, and utter this is fine!
So let them smile, they know not what is mine.
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But this is thine: Fair lady, know ye this,
To love in truth the richest will incline;
The poorest beggar may partake of bliss,
And find in Love, the treasure of a mine
So inexhausted, that the Poet's line
Might run for ever, and yet still run on
Relating truth,—till time itself were gone.
To love in truth the richest will incline;
The poorest beggar may partake of bliss,
And find in Love, the treasure of a mine
So inexhausted, that the Poet's line
Might run for ever, and yet still run on
Relating truth,—till time itself were gone.
If such a mine Affection can afford,
O Lady! mayst thou find it in thy Lord!
O Lady! mayst thou find it in thy Lord!
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