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Edgar Guest - Reunited
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The hours were long with you away,
Although I thought I could forget; 
I banished you and cursed the day 
That we had ever met.

I frowned upon you, and I vowed
That nevermore your charms I `d seek;
I sought new pleasures with the crowd,
But I am weak.

Temptress I called you, and I swore
No longer your demands I `d serve;
Freedom I `d own forevermore,
But lost my nerve.

And absent, all my love returned,
Not for one moment was I free,
For you I nightly, daily yearned;
Your slave I `d be.

No charm in anything I found,
No lustre in the skies of blue,
I merely moped my way around,
And sighed for you.

I must be made of fragile clay,
Unsuited for the hero type, 
For back to you I come today,
Old briar pipe.
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