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From Pocahontas

Rating: 2.5

Returning from the cruel fight
How pale and faint appears my knight!
He sees me anxious at his side;
'Why seek, my love, your wounds to hide?
Or deem your English girl afraid
To emulate the Indian maid?'

Be mine my husband's grief to cheer
In peril to be ever near;
Whate'er of ill or woe betide,

To bear it clinging at his side;
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Susan Williams 01 December 2015

I wonder why he wrote this poem. There doesn't seem to be anything particularly interesting about it.

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