I hear that You dote;
Why then do You stay remote?
And why, if that be so, myself
In tears, You keep disowned?
With You my acquaintance,
It's not a fact of just a few ages.
It had been before my attachment;
But spurn that attachment, please don't.
Day and night, evening and morn,
Time everlasting You are.
For an instant, all good or bad times ignored,
A brief look at me please throw.
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