Envoi
Josephine Preston Peabody
Belovèd, till the day break, Leave wide the little door; And bless, to lack and longing, Our brimming more-and-more. Is love a scanted portion, That we should hoard thereof?— Oh, call unto the deserts, Belovèd and my Love!
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