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Here count I over all the gentle deeds / Which thou hast done; here summon I thy words, / Sweeter to me than sweetest song of birds; / That came like grace immortal to my needs.
Love's usury has reckoned such a sum / Of my indebtedness, that I can make / No lien large enough to overtake / Its value -- and before it I am dumb!
Yet, O my gracious, most kind creditor, / I would not owe to thee one item less / We cannot give the sun requital for
Its liberal light; our office is to bless.
If blessings could be compassed by my prayer, / High heaven should set star-gems in thy hair.