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re: fair and turn

Most remarkable Lord Leifr, you wrote, 

> 	Fair has lady praised me
> 		for how I spent my day
> 	To teach, to learn, but not
> 		to idle time away
> 	So many are Their changes
> 		that I wouldst draw the signs
> 	Arms more fair remarked on
> 		thus by non-heralds' minds
> 	But took some sun-drenched moments
> 		to share some Merry fun
> 	To hear Atlantian voices
> 		angelic, every one
> 	So many are the irons
> 		that I keep in the flame
> 	Of whether day or lady won
> 		'tis never fair to claim

	Wouldst claim them both together?
		Wouldst temper thus the sweet
	and merry view we have of you
		and melt it in the heat?

	O, eagle, fly unfettered!
		Deny the irons' claim!
	Draw that which office offers you
		and sign your honored name,

	then place the pen upon the table,
	leave the paint to dry and set, 
	and wander midst the sunlight idle
	bright companions, newly met

	The flowers of the Cheapside,
		in blossomed, shared joy, drenched,
	That when the hours draw to the dusk
		you find your fire quenched.