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1850–1919

JUST YOU

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

All the selfish joys of earth, I am getting through. That which used to lure and lead Now I pass and give no heed;

Only one thing seems of worth - Just you. Not for me the lonely height, And the larger view;

Lowlier ways seem fair and wide, While we wander side by side. One thing makes the whole world bright - Just you.

Not for distant goals I run, No great aim pursue; Most of earth's ambitions seem Like the shadow of a dream.

All the world to me means one - Just you.

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