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I command thee, friend of mine,
Every day to drink thy tea
From this cup which now is thine;
Thus it may remind of me.
Christmas, 1881.

My o'ertasked Muse is dumb; or I would send
 Some charming verse to thee;
So take this cup; it and my love may lend
 New comfort to thy tea.
Christmas, 1881.

Linnie Hess, can you guess
Who sends this with a kiss?
It is I, my little friend;
In return I pray you send
 Each December
One thought after me.
 Remember!