My Wife

"Trusty, dusky vivid, true,
With eyes of gold and bramble-dew,
The great artificer
Made my mate.

Honour, anger, valour, fire;
A love that life could never tire,
Death quench or evil stir,
The mighty master
Gave to her.

Teacher, tender, comrade, wife,
A fellow-farer truethrough life,
Heart-whole and soul-free,
The august father
Gave to me."

Robert Louis Stevenson

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