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 Rh Doubt itself could not distrust them,

Or resist their light!

Dear, without you, I have been

Poorer than the humblest beggar

Who against your door at nightfall

Kneeling, asked for bread:

I have gazed upon your face

And have felt such fear oppress me

That I trembled. From this moment,

Nothing fear I more!

For whatever perils come,

Nothing henceforth can divide us;

Neither follies nor ambitions—

Neither joys nor tears: