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ENVOY TO C. R. AND M. L.
SWEET sisters, far away in space, but near
In love, to you this shapen thought I bring
As 'twere a jewel that might clasp or cling,
Well knowing that however it appear
To others poor, your loves will hold it dear;
And all the dearer that the song I sing
Is mine, and verily the only thing
That I can truly give of all my gear.
In love, to you this shapen thought I bring
As 'twere a jewel that might clasp or cling,
Well knowing that however it appear
To others poor, your loves will hold it dear;
And all the dearer that the song I sing
Is mine, and verily the only thing
That I can truly give of all my gear.
Sisters! None better than we three can know
Where absence tells on love, where tries in vain;
To hearts it cannot quell it worketh woe;
And thus I send o'er land and sea this chain
To bind your thoughts to me an hour or so
In links that shall be other than of pain.
Where absence tells on love, where tries in vain;
To hearts it cannot quell it worketh woe;
And thus I send o'er land and sea this chain
To bind your thoughts to me an hour or so
In links that shall be other than of pain.
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