We Cover Thee—Sweet Face

482 We Cover Thee—Sweet Face— Not that We tire of Thee— But that Thyself fatigue of Us— Remember—as Thou go— We follow Thee until Thou notice Us—no more— And then—reluctant—turn away To Con Thee o'er and o'er— And blame the scanty love We were Content to show— Augmented—Sweet—a Hundred fold— If Thou would'st take it—now—