永无乡茶室

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Is it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey. And at thy pleasure weave that web of pain Whose brightest threads are each a wasted day. Thou to some lips of sweeter melody And I to nurse the barren memory Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.