We Cover Thee — Sweet Face —
Not that We tire of Thee —
But that Thyself fatigue of Us —
Remember — as Thou go —
We follow Thee until
Thou notice Us — no more —
And then — reluctant — turn away
To Con Thee o’er and o’er —
And blame the scanty love
We were Content to show —
Augmented — Sweet — a Hundred fold —
If Thou would’st take it — now —