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I AND THEE.

As the wild flower to the wild bee,
As the lark to the sunny cloud,
As the wild bird to the wild sea,
So am I to thee.
Be not then so proud,
Though with beauty's majesty
Thou art rich endowed.
The lark toils up to the sun,
The stream toils on to the sea,
The rills to the river run
Resting never a one,
As I run to thee.
Frown not then nor mock at me,
As you have begun.