Swear, my eternal love shall not fade
Unwilling Spring leaves must queer and not shed
That as early embassy must be stiff
Thou may take testimony for belief
The old age must think us to be his heir
And earthly glow 'mong Love-wreath shall appear;
Thy belief may grow, I should be in arms
Of thee, - to last as Eternal tides' foams,
Those which leave thousand claps in transience
Favour'd of Love, to have the land embrace,
'Tis feast of Eternity that me leads
As ancient England was fed by Leeds
There to sink unto purified flood come
To rectify all that is ours', -Love, Home.





02-15-2017
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