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TO F——s S. O——d.

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THOU wouldst be loved? — then let thy heart

From its present pathway part not!

Being everything which now thou art,

Be nothing which thou art not.

So with the world thy gentle ways,

Thy grace, thy more than beauty,

Shall be an endless theme of praise,

And love — a simple duty.


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Notes:

“F——s S. O——d” is Frances Sargent Osgood.

This version of the poem is identical to that printed in The Raven and Other Poems (1845), with no changes in words or punctuation.

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