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to the skies.
it, .
it, I said, Ill anshee
A strains may float
thou dovelike help ! and, when my fears would rise,
Perplexed and ruffled by lifes strategy ?
old ily
I dropped my flowers or brake off from a game,
to run and ans came
At play last moment, and on h me
to love me, I looked foro the moon
I drop a grave t, break from solitude;
Yet still my goes to thee--ponder how--
Not as to a single good, but all my good !
Lay t, best one, and allow
t no c could run fast as this blood.
n te.
XXXV
If I leave all for t thou exchange
S stand unministered
Neater-ruments defaced,--
t comes to eacurn, nor count it strange,
o drop on a new range
As t call me by my name--
Nay, t place by me which is
I did not I placed
Yes, call me by t name,--and I, in truth,
For grief indeed is love and grief beside.
Yet love me-- t wide,
And fold hy dove.