Poems (Van Rensselaer)/Content

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CONTENT
He laid his head upon her breast.  "I am content," said he;"I longed to buy of Love, for love, his best—  And I have thee."
She laid her hand upon his brow.  "I am content," thought she;"Love sold me once, for love, his best—and now  Gives alms to me."
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