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Two Songs

By Charles Sydney


<poem> My love is selfish and unfair, Her kisses fall so thick and fast, That while I wait to give my share, The priceless time is past.

And I have been to blame till now, For I have let her do her will ; I thought it courteous to allow My love to take her fill,

Trusting a time would quickly be, When she would stay and look for mine ; But having borne it patiently, I will no longer pine.

I ll fold her in my arms to-night, And justice on her lips I ll wreak : I ll teach my love to know the right, And not oppress the meek !