Poems (Hinchman)/Like a leaf blown at thy window
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Like a leaf blown in at thy window, Fate hath hurl'd me before thine eyes; Fate's wind hath been kind to me; Fair one, say that for thee Fate hath bidden a sweet star arise;That Fate hath been kind to thee also.
The leaf frost had wither'd, my dearest, While life hath but touch'd my heart, Hath set in my heart a flame. Thou knowest well ere I came Sweet peace was thy blest life's part;Tell me now, O Belov'd, how thou farest?