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AS Love and Hope together / Walk by me for a while, / Link-armed the ways they travel / For many a pleasant mile- / Link-armed and dumb they travel, / They sing not, but they smile.
Hope leaving, Love commences / To practise on the lute; / And as he sings and travels / With lingering, laggard foot, / Despair plays obligato / The sentimental flute.
Until in singing garments / Comes royally, at call- / Comes limber-hipped Indiff'rence / Free stepping, straight and tall- / Comes singing and lamenting, / The sweetest pipe of all.