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SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 29, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I think of thee! - my thoughts do twine and bud
Last Line: I do not think of thee -- I am too near thee.
Subject(s): Love - Nature Of


I THINK of thee! -- my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down, -- burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee -- I am too near thee.





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