For scarcest love I’d roam the world, away,
go with head bare and humble, barefoot, bleeding,
go in the Ice-month, feeling endless May,
go braving storms, blackbird song hearing, heeding,
go crossing wastes, heart with dewed pearls a-beading.
For scarcest love I’d roam the world away,
Carolling at the gates, a singer pleading.
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