Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You— Say if I erred? Accuse my Farthings— Blame the little Hand Happy it be for You—a Beggar's— Seeking More—to spend— Just to be Rich—to waste my Guineas On so Best a Heart— Just to be Poor—for Barefoot Vision You—Sweet—Shut me out—