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Untitled I

You treat me with such dignity
And shower me with your sweet love
Though I deserve no such great gift
I shall receive it with warm heart

I know I don’t have much to give
But one thing I can offer You
And though it may not be pure gold
You still can count on having me

Though be assured that if I could
I would give all the world to You
The sun and moon and all the stars
I’d mold to worship Your sweet face

You know that I’d do anything
That you would ask of me to do
And never could I think ill thoughts
Of how you act or to me speak

And not for all the worlds rich praise
Could I but harm one hair of Yours
For never in a million years
Would I do wrong an act to You

For in this timely hour’s place
I have this one last thought to voice
That even if the world should end
You always will have me, My Love