EVER FAITHFUL.
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Since thy dear love my life hath blessed, Since thy true heart is heart of mine, Naught fearing, I shall bide the rest; Though sunlight dim to taper-shine. Though Time's impress hath marked thy brow, And silver-streaked thy sunny hair; As autumn winds, before the snow Of winter, blight the foliage fair, Yet shall I love thee till the beam Of lingering soul-light homeward hies; Then, where sweet zephyrs fan the stream, Where day's bright glory never dies, Sunned of those ever hallowing rays; As endless cycles onward move, With glad triumph we'll join to praise The Centre of unfathomed love.