first and loved, I did not build

    Upon t  mean

    to last, a love set pendulous between

    Sorrohrilled,

    Distrusting every lig seemed to gild

    to overlean

    A finger even. And, though I have grown serene

    And strong since t God has willed

    A still reneroth . . .

    Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,

    tual kiss drop doh

    As an unohe lips being cold.

    And Love, be false ! if o keep one oath,

    Must lose one joy, by ar foretold.

    first and loved, I did not build

    Upon t  mean

    to last, a love set pendulous between

    Sorrohrilled,

    Distrusting every lig seemed to gild

    to overlean

    A finger even. And, though I have grown serene

    And strong since t God has willed

    A still reneroth ...

    Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,

    tual kiss drop doh

    As an unohe lips being cold.

    And Love, be false! if o keep one oath,

    Must lose one joy, by ar foretold.

    Pardon, o my soul should make,

    Of all t strong divineness which I know

    For thee, an image only so

    Formed of t to s and break.

    It is t distant years ake

    ty, recoiling h a blow,

    o undergo

    t and dread, and blindly to forsake

    ty of likeness and distort

    t love to a erfeit:

    As if a s,

    o commemorate,

    S a sculptured porpoise, gills a-snort

    And vibrant tail, emple-gate.