Alan Seeger - With A Copy Of Shakespeare`Alan Seeger - With A Copy Of Shakespeare`
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As one of some fat tillage dispossessed,
Weighing the yield of these four faded years,
If any ask what fruit seems loveliest,
What lasting gold among the garnered ears, —
Ah, then I`ll say what hours I had of thine,
Therein I reaped Time`s richest revenue,
Read in thy text the sense of David`s line,
Through thee achieved the love that Shakespeare knew.
Take then his book, laden with mine own love
As flowers made sweeter by deep-drunken rain,
That when years sunder and between us move
Wide waters, and less kindly bonds constrain,
Thou may`st turn here, dear boy, and reading see
Some part of what thy friend once felt for thee.
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