Poems by Mark

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  • Let he, whom in my kingdom, read here wise:
    Your eyeslids best be closed when near my love...

  • My furry coated fluff-ball does so bark-
    As tho' by each a roar is pleasure met...

  • If he, like I, whom view with dimming light:
    The final setting sun within his glass...

  • When mine eyes near to close - for truest sleep
    then best her gentle hand beside me hold...

  • (I)
    Our precious months have none for charity...