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Never think she loves him wholly, / Never believe her love is blind, / All his faults are locked securely / In a closet of her mind; / All his indecisions folded / Like old flags that time has faded, / Limp and streaked with rain, / And his cautiousness like garments / Frayed and thin, with many a stain -- / Let them be, oh let them be, / There is treasure to outweigh them, / His proud will that sharply stirred, / Climbs as surely as the tide, / Senses strained too taut to sleep, / Gentleness to beast and bird, / Humor flickering hushed and wide / As the moon on moving water, / And a tenderness too deep / To be gathered in a word.