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Rh And lend my being to the thrall
 * Of gloom and sadness?

And think you that I should be dumb, And full dolorum onmium, Excepting when you choose to come
 * And share my dinner?

At other times be sour and glum
 * And daily thinner?

Must he then only live to weep, Who'd prove his friendship true and deep? By day a lonely shadow creep,
 * At night-time languish,

Oft raising in his broken sleep
 * The moan of anguish?

The lover, if for certain days His fair one be denied his gaze, Sinks not in grief and wild amaze,
 * But, wiser wooer,

He spends the time in writing lays,
 * And posts them to her.