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Edith Nesbit - Compensation
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LADY, I see you every day-- 
    More than your other lovers do; 
I sit beside you at the Play, 
    And in the Park I ride with you. 


Through picture shows with you I roam 
    With you I shop and dance and dine; 
I know the hours when you`re "at home" 
    To no one else`s knock but mine. 


And yet so near and yet so far, 
    I scarce dare look at you, for fear 
I should remark, "How sweet you are, 
    How charming, and how very dear!" 


I dare not touch that hand of yours, 
    Or lend my voice a tender tone; 
I know my state of grace endures 
    By fasting and by prayer alone. 


But, in my lonely dreamlit nights, 
    I kiss your hands, your lips, your eyes; 
For absence grants me all the rights 
    Your presence evermore denies.
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