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A FRAGMENT.

Oh! Sea, thou art so broad, so broad,
 That none can compass thee;
But my love, my love, is broader still,
 Sweetheart, for thee.

Oh! Sun, thou art so bright, so bright;
 That none can face thy flame;
But brighter still to me,
 Sweetheart, is thy name.

Oh! Earth, thou art so beautiful,
 That poets of thee sing,
And minstrels old, thy praise have told,
 On many a trembling string.

But neither earth nor sun,
 Nor light of starry skies;
E'er shone so beautiful,
Sweetheart, as thine eyes.