[BNP/E3, 49A2 – 33]

2/8/09.

Where shall I take[1] thee, my broken heart

To find thee peace and a shred of rest

Whither away where no other dust

Of Time’s woes or {…} may cause thee to smart

Whither away to build thee a rest?

To what seclusion in leaves and flowers 

To what oblivion in[2] {…} or {…} dull?

Earth has too many {…} and leaves

And I count one like none where the hours

[33v]

May leave my soul a delirious spell.

 
[1] take /bear\
[2] in /by\