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Tangled in thought am I, / Stumble in speech do I? / Do I blunder and blush for the reason why? / Wander aloof do I, / Lean over gates and sigh, / Making friends with the bee and the butterfly?
If thus and thus I do, / Dazed by the thought of you, / Walking my sorrowful way in the early dew, / My heart cut through and through / In this despair for you, / Starved for a word or a look will my hope renew;
Give then a thought for me / Walking so miserably, / Wanting relief in the friendship of flower or tree; / Do but remember, we / Once could in love agree, / Swallow your pride, let us be as we used to be.