To Rebekah

Rebekah! if the stony hand of Time
Erase these lines (for what has Time of shame,
Being careless of the subtleties of rhyme,
Even daring to efface your well-loved name?),
Kind heart! your name will still be trebly dear:
As you yourself, your name is rich and pure –
Honest and firm – impassioned and sincere.
May be the ink will fail, the pages tear
And fade; but your fond name shall still endure,
Emblazoned rich, in hues of living art,
Stainless – upon the fabric of my heart!

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