Or would I rather be some fantasy,
A paladin, a wood-nymph, or an elf
Wrapped in the mantle of eternity,
Ready for all, yet overlooking Earth
With a dispassion born of endless years,
Observing its inhabitants (no dearth
Of fools among them), their fears,
Their loves, their interests, with an honest eye,
Appraising them and truly knowing them
Better than they know themselves? No, I
Would rather sit at home, and haw and hem
And wander darkling in my own small mind
Sitting by you, and by your love defined.
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