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What shall I do – it whimpers so –

This little Hound within the Heart –

All day and night – with bark and start –

And yet – it will not go?

Would you untie it – were you me –

Would it stop whining if to Thee

I sent it – even now?

It should not teaze you – by your chair –

Or on the mat – or if it dare –

To climb your dizzy knee –

Or sometimes – at your side to run –

When you were willing –

May it come –

Tell Carlo – He’ll tell me!

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