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Freston
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But ties are bound about thy life,
Thy manhood cannot sever,
Nor my poor woman's heart forget,
Though we are parted ever.

Still oft I turn my longing eyes
Back o'er Love's way and beauty,
While yet, with slow and weary step,
I walk the way of duty.