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In Uncertainty to a Lady

I am not one of those who sip,
   Like a quotidian bock,
   Cheap idylls from a languid lip
   Prepared to yawn or mock.
 
   I wait the indubitable word,
   The great Unconscious Cue.
   Has it been spoken and unheard?
   Spoken, perhaps, by you ...?
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