POEM: SONG

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    s of , Let ures sest lig e t whe looker dies.

    S lastet;  et part. till guarded, In never dying faith.

    Look tal treasure, al gain. Immortal be al is  for  doth bind.

    But eyes ties see not, Nor sense t grace descries; Yet eyes deprived be not From sigill sorry,  in t weal.

    But  ures sest light.