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| I AM jealous: I am true: | |
| Sick at heart for love of you, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| I am cold, O, cold as stone | |
| To all men save you alone. | 5 |
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| Seven times slower creeps the day | |
| When your face is far away, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| Seven times darker falls the night | |
| When you gladden not my sight. | 10 |
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| Measureless my joy and pride | |
| Would you choose me for your bride, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| For your face is my delight, | |
| Morn and even, noon and night. | 15 |
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| To the dance and to the wake | |
| Still I go but for your sake, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| Just to see your face awhile, | |
| Meet your eyes and win your smile. | 20 |
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| And the gay word on my lip | |
| Never lets my secret slip | |
| To my share of the world! | |
| Light my feet trip over the green— | |
| But my heart cries in the keen! | 25 |
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| My poor mother sighs anew | |
| When my looks go after you, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| And my father’s brow grows black | |
| When you smile and turn your back. | 30 |
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| I would part with wealth and ease, | |
| I would go beyond the seas, | |
| For my share of the world! | |
| I would leave my hearth and home | |
| If he only whisper’d ‘Come!’ | 35 |
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| Houseless under sun and dew, | |
| I would beg my bread with you, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| Houseless in the snow and storm, | |
| Your heart’s love would keep me warm. | 40 |
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| I would pray and I would crave | |
| To be with you in the grave, | |
| O my share of the world! | |
| I would go through fire and flood, | |
| I would give up all but God | 45 |
| For my share of the world! | |
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