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Dear, do you sigh that your love may not stay with you, / Laugh with and play with you, / Weep with and pray with you, / All his life through? / Think, O my heart, if you never had found me, / Crept through the cere-clothes the world has wound round me, / What would you do?
Wide is the world, and so many would sigh for you, / Long for and cry for you, / Weep for and die for you, / You being you.
I only I, am the man you could sigh for, / Live for and suffer for, sorrow and die for, / Twenty lives through.
Think! Had I missed you! The world was so wide for us, / Traps on each side for us, / Nothing as guide for us, / Yet I and you / Found Life's great treasure, the last and the first, love; / Life's little things, Time and Space, do their worst, love! / What, after all, can they do?