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John Donne - TO Mr.T.W.
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PREGNANT again with th` old twins, Hope and Fear,
Oft have I asked for thee, both how and where
Thou wert ; and what my hopes of letters were ;

As in our streets sly beggars narrowly
Watch motions of the giver`s hand or eye,
And evermore conceive some hope thereby.

And now thy alms is given, thy letter`s read,
The body risen again, the which was dead,
And thy poor starveling bountifully fed.

After this banquet my soul doth say grace,
And praise thee for `t, and zealously embrace
Thy love, though I think thy love in this case
    To be as gluttons, which say `midst their meat,
    They love that best of which they most do eat.
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