To My Wife
Archibald Lampman
Though fancy and the might of rhyme, That turneth like the tide, Have borne me many a musing time, Beloved, from thy side. Ah yet, I pray thee, deem not, Sweet, Those hours were given in vain; Within these covers to thy feet I bring them back again.
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