In Recognition Of One's Fidelity
Heaven's prospect comforts.
In the meantime
What's felt of it, guides me here
As leads me there
Has such been, angel-handed
As Fate branded.
If through this link, tingles with
Love's mortal fire.
Man to woman's day to day's
Firm clasp relays.
Cools not down in both these chills:
Weather's. Life's ills.
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