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Mine is a heart

“Mine is a heart that weeps with gratitude,

And for a word or deed of love, that would

Cry childlike; weave a wreath with many a tear;

In gratitude worship, even before it kneel;

But from beloved lips an accent rude

Might rend my heart in twain, that none could heal,

And my life's flowery days might blast and sear."

 

 

 - Dwijendra Lal Roy

 

From "The Marriage."