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I fear my power impotent / To hold you leal and full content, / Some hapless look or word perchance / Dispels the glamour of romance; / I tremble lest some stranger fair / Arrest you -- cause you to compare / The meagre charms which I possess / With some resplendent loveliness.
How far removed from Youth's command / The trembling sceptre in my hand, / As miserly within the glass / I mark Love's fleeting hours pass.