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Ode To Susanna

Content with Trixie! No; I do repent

The many hours I with her have spent.

Not Trixie but Susanna I love:

Who will not change a chicken for a crab?

The will of man is by his reason sway'd;

And reason says you are the worthier coin collector.

Things growing are not gleaming until their season

So I, being heavyset, till now ripe not to reason;

And touching now the point of human skill,

Reason becomes the marshal to my will

And leads me to your elbow, where I o'erlook

Love's stories written in love's dry book.

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