Dark Chain I clasp thee round my neck with pride

Dark Chain I clasp thee round my neck with pride
A Poet's present to a Poet's bride;
If ill such metal suit so gay a face,
And charm of shining gold might better grace,
I know what graces more than that or this
A heart to make and feel another's bliss.
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