Time, which passes by me fitfully
Moved by its own desires, and not mine
Has, I presume, observed a change in me
From its own workings, not from my design.
But I am thankful for it: 'tis benign,
And as I live it makes my life increase
In comfort, joy, and everything that's fine,
Especially the pair of bliss and peace.
The change, which I acquired on Time's lease,
Is my affection, growing every day
Towards you - a love I trust will never cease,
And rather build upon itself this way
Eternally. Time gave it me, but I
Hope 'twill outlast the giver by and by.
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