So 11 - And to love    be desert

        XI

        And to love    be desert,

        I am not all unhy. Cheeks as pale

        As trembling k fail

        to bear t,—

        trel-life t once

        to climb Aornus, and    scarce avail

        to pipe no tingale

        A melanc

        to t is plain

        I am not of thy place!

        A, because I love tain

        From t same love ting grace,

        to live on still in love, a in vain,—

        to bless t renouo thy face.

        So 12 - I

        XII

        I,

        And o brow,

        Doth a ruby large enow

        to dra,—

        to ttermost,

        I s love    thou

        set me an example, shown me how,

        t eyes h mine were crossed,

        And love called love. And t speak

        Of love even, as a good thing of my own:

        td weak,

        And placed it by throne,—

        And t I love (O soul,    be meek!)

        Is by thee only, whom I love alone.

        So 13 - And    to speeg>

        XIII

        And    to speech

        thee, finding words enough,

        And orc, whe winds are rough,

        Beto cast light on each?—

        I drop it at t. I ot teach

        My o    so far off

        From myself&mdas I shee proof

        In words, of love    of reach.

        Nay, let the sileny womanhood

        end my o thy belief,—

        Seeing t I stand unwon, however wooed,

        A of my life, in brief,

        By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,

        Lest oouvey its grief

        So 14 - If t love me, let it be for n>

        XIV

        If t love me, let it be for nought

        Except for loves sake only. Do not say

        I love her for her smile—her look—her way

        Of speakily,&mdasrick of t

        t falls in es brought

        A sense of pleasant ease on such a day—

        For themselves, Beloved, may

        Be c,

        May be unwrougher love me for

        tys wiping my cheeks dry,—

        A creature mig to weep, who bore

        t long, and lose thereby!

        But love me for loves sake, t evermore

        t love oy.

        So 15 - Accuse me not, beseec I rong>

        XV

        Accuse me not, beseec I wear

        too calm and sad a fa front of thine;

        For    shine

        it on our brow and hair.

        O ing care,

        As on a bee s in a crystalline;

        Since sorrow    me safe in loves divine,

        And to spread er air

        ere most impossible failure, if I strove

        to fail so. But I look on thee—

        Behe end of love,

        hearing oblivion beyond memory;

        As one ws and gazes from above,

        Over to tter sea.
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