All Too Well
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All Too Well*
Come, my Love and marry me.
A faithful man I'll be.
A family fine for all to see,
some children, you, and me.
"Oh, no." she calmly me replied,
"Your eye yet wanders wide.
Your soul is tethered as to the tide
comes and goes." she sighed.
For Love knew me all too well,
and so I took to sea.
I shook busy docks in seaside ports,
unloved, and angry me.
Wearily, I sought me home,
my back turned to the foam,
and pledged no more to wander and roam,
no more the sea to comb.
Wealth, and riches, gathered I,
a lifetime of supply,
yet never have I heard my child cry,
mourn by my Love's bedside.
* alluding to Othello, "Of one that loved not wisely but too well",
ACT V SCENE II
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