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<h2> LOVE’S TRIBUTARIES </h2>
<p>I can say now, “There was the confluence<br/>
Of all Love’s tributaries; there the sea<br/>
Of Love spread out towards eternity;<br/>
And there my coarser touched her finer sense.<br/>
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Poor though I am in my own sight, I know<br/>
That thou hast winnowed, sweet, what best I am;<br/>
Upon my restlessness thy ample calm<br/>
Hath fallen as on frost-bound earth the snow.<br/>
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It hideth the harsh furrows that the wheels<br/>
Of heavy trials made in Life’s champaign;<br/>
Upon its pure unfolding sunshine steals,<br/>
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And there is promise of the spring again.<br/>
Here make I proclamation of my faith,<br/>
And poise my fealty o’er the head of Death.”<br/></p>
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