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Kneeling Down
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines] I knelt down before you,
As the Arabic dal thus,
And was about to prostrate as mim,
As if a devotee before Venus.
Yes this is how begged apology,
Yes this is how I laid my heart bare,
Yes this is how I got poignant,
Yes this is how I was there.
Yet as a Greek statue,
You stood lacking any hue!
