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General William Booth

THE BEGGAR'S VALENTINE

KISS me and comfort my heart
    Maiden honest and fine.
I am the pilgrim boy
    Lame, but hunting the shrine;

Fleeing away from the sweets,
    Seeking the dust and rain,
Sworn to the staff and road,
    Scorning pleasure and pain;

Nevertheless my mouth
    Would rest like a bird an hour
And fine in your curls a nest
    And find in your breast a bower:

Nevertheless my eyes
    Would lose themselves in your own,
Rivers that seek the sea,
    Angels before the throne: