Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 179

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CLXXIX INGRATO COR
All that love hath to give to me is given.
 Alas for the unutterable pain!
To love that showered on me the pearls of heaven
 I have no gift that I can give again,—
Not the least gem of earth, from the rock riven—
 I search my empty treasury in vain.

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