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AND wherefore sends not The horseman-captain His heralds hither
Each day, unfailing? Yet hath he horses, He writes well.
He waiteth Tali, And Neski knows he To write with beauty On silken tablets. I'd deem him present, Had I his words.
The sick One will not, Will not recover From her sweet sorrow; She, when she heareth That her true lover Grows well, falls sick.