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SHE, TO HIM

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I WILL be faithful to thee; aye, I will!
And Death shall choose me with a wondering eye
That he did not discern and domicile
One his by right ever since that last Goodbye!

I have no care for friends, or kin, or prime
Of manhood who deal gently with me here:
Amid the happy people of my time
Who work their love's fulfilment, I appear