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Monday, February 16, 2009

A Betrothal

Put your hand on my heart, say that you love me as
The words upon the hills cleave to the hills’ contours

I will uphold you, trunk and shoot and flowering sheaf,
And I will hold you, roots and fruit and fallen leaf.

-- E. J. Scovell
(via Biship Alan with thanks)

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