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The Way

 My love's manners in bed
are not to be discussed by me,
as mine by her
I would not credit comment upon gracefully.
Yet I ride by the margin of that lake in the wood, the castle, and the excitement of strongholds; and have a small boy's notion of doing good.
Oh well, I will say here, knowing each man, let you find a good wife too, and love her as hard as you can.

Poem by Robert Creeley
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