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WORTHY OF THEE?
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WORTHY OF THEE?
Worthy of thee? So many cares oppress,Passions assail, and doubts dishearten me,
That, day by day, not more I grow, but less
Worthy of thee.
Moon of my soul, if this reluctant sea
Falter at ebb, and thy bright loveliness
Lift it no more against the sandy lea,
Then may some cloud obscure thy power to bless,
That, if love draw not, my life's tide may be,
At least in its fierce hour of wild distress,
Worthy of thee.
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