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My Heart ran so to thee
It would not wait for me
And I affronted grew
And drew away

For whatsoe'er my pace
He first achieve they Face
How general a Grace
Allotted two—

Not in malignity
Mentioned I this to thee—
Had he obliquity
Soonest to share
But for the Greed of him—
Boasting my Premium—
Basking in Bethleem
Ere I be there—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 7 Oct 2008 10:20 PM | Viewed: 5130 times

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