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BETROTHAL 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: 14