Bide thy time,For the most worrisome.For I am here to consoleAnd triumphOver thy descending tears,And over thy frozen heart. Do you believe such a burden belongsMainly with you?Allow me to take it,And to hold it.I wish to see it,And to study it. I am here,To bide thy time,For the most worrisomeOf travails.You hold a face

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