Where it might hope to rest:
For if it were my guest,
"For certainty, it knew
That I would still anew
Be sending it to you!"
Never, I think, had two
Such work, so much, to do:
A Unity to woo!
Yours was so cold and chaste:
Where it might hope to rest:
For if it were my guest,
"For certainty, it knew
That I would still anew
Be sending it to you!"
Never, I think, had two
Such work, so much, to do:
A Unity to woo!
Yours was so cold and chaste: