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AN OFFERING TO ANNA.
I send this ring of braided hair,
A simple gift, to thee,
One more fond pledge of perfect trust,
And perfect peace, from me.
I send this ring of braided hair,
A simple gift, to thee,
One more fond pledge of perfect trust,
And perfect peace, from me.
Thou 'It wear it for our dear love's sake,
So fresh and pure and strong,
Far sweeter than the dreams of fame,
Of romance, or of song.
So fresh and pure and strong,
Far sweeter than the dreams of fame,
Of romance, or of song.
And when snows fall, or spring-flowers wave,
My cold, still breast above,
Dear, faithful heart, thou 'lt wear it then
In memory of our love.
My cold, still breast above,
Dear, faithful heart, thou 'lt wear it then
In memory of our love.
