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A heavy heart, Belovëd, have I borne / From year to year until I saw thy face, / And sorrow after sorrow took the place / Of all those natural joys as lightly worn / As the stringed pearls, each lifted in its turn / By a beating heart at dance-time.
Hopes apace / Were changed to long despairs, till God's own grace / Could scarcely lift above the world forlorn / My heavy heart.