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HERE is your parents' dwelling with its curtained windows telling / Of no thought of us within it or of our arrival here; / Their slumbers have been normal after one day more of formal / Matrimonial commonplace and household life's mechanic gear.
I would be candid willingly, but dawn draws on so chillingly / As to render further cheerlessness intolerable now, / So I will not stand endeavouring to declare a day for severing, / But will clasp you just as always-just the olden love avow.