He saw her daily, working, And loved her silently; A poor love, all that he could give, His only currency -- And though she dwelled in kindness, She saw him not that way: The customary mode of hearts That we see Every day
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He saw her daily, working, And loved her silently; A poor love, all that he could give, His only currency -- And though she dwelled in kindness, She saw him not that way: The customary mode of hearts That we see Every day
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