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A broken tale of endless things, / Take, lady: thou art not of those / Who in what vale a fountain springs / Would have its journey close.
Countless beginnings, fair first parts, / Leap to the light, and shining flow; / All broken things, or toys or hearts, / Are mended where they go.
Then down thy stream, with hope-filled sail, / Float faithful fearless on, loved friend; / 'Tis God that has begun the tale / And does not mean to end.