Poem by Ellis Parker Butler

To Marguerite

So great my debt to thee, I know my life
  Is all too short to pay the least I owe,
And though I live it all in that sweet strife,
  Still shall I be insolvent when I go.
Bid, then, thy Bailiff Cupid come to me
  And bind and lead me wheresoe’er thou art,
And let me live in sweet captivity
  Within the debtor’s prison of thy heart.

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