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76 'Watch in love by a fevered pillow,

Cooling the fever with pity's balm;

Safe as the petrel on tossing billow,

Safe in mine own soul's golden calm!

'Guardian-angel he lacks no longer;

Evil fortune he need not fear:

Fate is strong, but love is stronger;

And my love is truer than angel-care.'