Marguerite Wilkinson Poems

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Before I die I may be great,
   The chanting guest of kings,
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O great sun of heaven, harm not my love;
Sear him not with your flame, blind him not with your beauty,
Shine for his pleasure!
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Dear, when I went with you
To where the town ends,
Simple things that Christ loved --
They were our friends;
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To what shall a woman liken her beloved,
And with what shall she compare him to do him honor?
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