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Yes, Lady thou art..

So fair in thy portrait upon thy page.

A page where a man doth feel no merit to look upon

thee, yet I will suffer all chastisement

For a cherub like thee, I will suffer His wrath.

But to hope He of such mercy will find it fair

That a mortal will fall, and be engulfed in His masterpiece

His treasured being.

Though content with this, you clearly see,

I doth wish thou resided close to me.

Oh what luck would be; Luck more efficient than charms

Yet if I had my four leaf clover, I would wish thee sitting with me

Picking daises and counting those forget me not s

Oh such wishes of a fallen mortal.............