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We Cover Thee-Sweet Face-
Not that We tire of Thee-
But that Thyself fatigue of Us-
Remember-as Thou go-
We follow Thee until
Thou notice Us-no more-
And then-reluctant-turn away
To Con Thee o'er and o'er-

And blame the scanty love
We were Content to show-
Augmented-Sweet-a Hundred fold-
If Thou would'st take it-now-