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If I could pass as swiftly as a thought
The leagues that lie between us two tonight,
And come beside you in the lamp's clear light,
As weary with the work the hours have brought
You rest beside the hearth; if I could stand
And lean on the broad elbow of your chair,
And pass my fingers through the clustering hair,
And take into my own the tired hand,
And whisper very softly in your ear
Some phrase to us, and to us only, known;
And take my place as it were my own
For ever, - would you bid me welcome, dear?
..... Anonymous
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