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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409275" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Come, Come ! What Do I Here?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409275" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">COME, come ! what do I here ? <br> Since he is gone <br>Each day is grown a dozen year <br> And each hour, one ; <br> Come, come ! <br> Cut off the sum : <br> By these soil'd tears ! <br> Which only Thou <br> Know'st to be true, <br> Days are my fears.<br>2.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409275" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There's not a wind can stir, <br> Or beam pass by, <br>But straight I think, though far, <br> Thy hand is nigh. <br> Come, come ! <br> Strike these lips dumb : <br> This restless breath, <br> That soils Thy name, <br> Will ne'er be tame <br> Until in death.<br>3.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409275" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perhaps some think a tomb <br> No house of store, <br>But a dark and seal'd up womb, <br> Which ne'er breeds more. <br>  Come, come ! <br>  Such thoughts benumb : <br> But I would be <br>  With him I weep <br>  Abed, and sleep, <br> To wake in Thee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Vaughan">Henry Vaughan</a></strong></div>