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To W. R. B.

And so, to you, who always were
Perseus, D’Artagnan, Lancelot
To me, I give these weedy rhymes
In memory of earlier times.
Now all those careless days are not.
Of all my heroes, you endure.

Words are such silly things! too rough,
Too smooth, they boil up or congeal,
And neither of us likes emotion
But I can’t measure my devotion!
And you know how I really feel
And we’re together. There, enough. . .

Poem Dedication - Stephen Vincent Benet