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I’ve none to tell me to but Thee
So when Thou failest, nobody.
It was a little tie-
It just held Two, nor those it held
Since Somewhere thy sweet Face has spilled
Beyond my Boundary-
If things were opposite-and Me
And Me it were-that ebbed from Thee
On some unanswering Shore-
Would’st Thou seek so-just say
That I the Answer may pursue
Unto the lips it eddied through-
So-overtaking Thee-
