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THOUGH deep indifference should drowse / The sluggish life beneath my brows, / And all the external things I see / Grow snow-showers in the street to me, / Yet inmost in my stormy sense / Thy looks shall be an influence.
Though other loves may come and go / And long years sever us below, / Shall the thin ice that grows above / Freeze the deep centre-well of love? / No, still below light amours, thou / Shalt rule me as thou rul'st me now.
Year following year shall only set / Fresh gems upon thy coronet; / And Time, grown lover, shall delight / To beautify thee in my sight; / And thou shalt ever rule in me / Crowned with the light of memory.