DEBTS
My debt to you, Belovèd,Is one I cannot payIn any coin of any realmOn any reckoning day;For where is he shall figureThe debt, when all is said,To one who makes you dream againWhen all the dreams were dead?Or where is the appraiserWho shall the claim computeOf one who makes you sing againWhen all the songs were mute?Jessie B. Rittenhouse
My debt to you, Belovèd,Is one I cannot payIn any coin of any realmOn any reckoning day;For where is he shall figureThe debt, when all is said,To one who makes you dream againWhen all the dreams were dead?Or where is the appraiserWho shall the claim computeOf one who makes you sing againWhen all the songs were mute?Jessie B. Rittenhouse
My debt to you, Belovèd,Is one I cannot payIn any coin of any realmOn any reckoning day;
My debt to you, Belovèd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day;
For where is he shall figureThe debt, when all is said,To one who makes you dream againWhen all the dreams were dead?
For where is he shall figure
The debt, when all is said,
To one who makes you dream again
When all the dreams were dead?
Or where is the appraiserWho shall the claim computeOf one who makes you sing againWhen all the songs were mute?
Or where is the appraiser
Who shall the claim compute
Of one who makes you sing again
When all the songs were mute?
Jessie B. Rittenhouse