As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer,
Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear,
Perplext, in every bush and nook doth pry,
Her dearest deer, might answer ear or eye;
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Where she her captive husband doth espy. Mine being gone, I lead a joyless life, I have a loving peer, yet seem no wife; But worst of all, to him can't steer my course, beautiful poem great 10+++++++++++++++
" Together at one tree let us browse" Grand conceptualization in memory of love gone faw and giving him a call for return and reunion. Great love song worthy of classic poem of the Day.