If after times
Should pay the least attention to these rhymes,
I bid them learn
'Tis not my own heart here
That doth so often seem to break and burn -
O no such thing! -
Nor is it my own dear
Always I sing:
But, as a scrivener in the market-place,
I sit and write for lovers, him or her,
Making a song to match each lover's case -
A trifling gift sometimes the gods confer!
(After STRATO)
To The Love Of André And Gwen
Richard Le Gallienne
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