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Shall I tell you whom I love

by William Browne, of Tavistock

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Drawing the boundary…

In lands I never saw

by Emily Dickinson

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Drawing the boundary…

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Shall I tell you whom I love

by William Browne, of Tavistock

Shall I tell you whom I love? 
Hearken then awhile to me; 
And if such a woman move 
As I now shall versify,
Be assur’d, ’tis she, or none
That I love, and love alone.

Nature did her so much right,
As she scorns the help of art.
In as many virtues dight  
As e’er yet embrac’d a heart.
So much good so truly tried,
Some for less were deified.

Wit she hath, without desire
To make known how much she hath;
And her anger flames no higher
Than may fitly sweeten wrath.
Full of pity as may be,
Though perhaps not so to me.

Reason masters every sense,
And her virtues grace her birth;
Lovely as all excellence,
Modest in her most of mirth;
Likelihood enough to prove
Only worth could kindle love.

Such she is: and if you know
Such a one as I have sung,
Be she brown, or fair, or so,
That she be but somewhile young;
Be assur’d, ’tis she, or none
That I love, and love alone.

In lands I never saw

by Emily Dickinson

In lands I never saw—they say,
Immortal Alps look down—
Whose Bonnets touch the firmament—
Whose sandals touch the town—

Meek at whose everlasting feet
A myriad Daisy play—
Which, sir, are you, and which am I,
Upon an August day?

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