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90 I LOVE TO BE WARM BY THE RED FIRESIDE

AT LAST SHE COMES

MINE EYES WERE SWIFT TO KNOW THEE

eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart

As swift to love. I did become at once

Thine wholly, thine unalterably, thine

In honourable service, pure intent,

Steadfast excess of love and laughing care:

And as she was, so am, and so shall be.

I knew thee helpful, knew thee true, knew thee

And Pity bedfellows: I heard thy talk