<h2><SPAN name="A_FANCIED_LOSS" id="A_FANCIED_LOSS"></SPAN>A Fancied Loss</h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span>F some day in your heart is born the thought<br/></span>
<span class="i0">That one held dear is careless of the gift<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Of tenderness, so fully, freely given,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I pray you, friend, to strangle it at birth.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">There are no losses half so real to us,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">As losses which are not—have never been—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A friendship gone! we say, and drop a tear<br/></span>
<span class="i0">For wasted faith, and love, and loyalty.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">When, if we did but know the simple truth,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The gladness in these foolish hearts of ours—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The gladness and the full content would leave<br/></span>
<span class="i0">No room for sadness, and no place for doubt.<br/></span></div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_086" id="page_086"></SPAN>{86}</span></p>
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