In which firm promise given could there be
Assurance of reliability?
In which warm haven could I find repose
In sheltered refuge from the gale that blows?
In which impregnable, unbowed redout
Would I be safe against the foe without?
In which untaken fortress on the hill
Could I deny the enemy his will?
In what strong bastion, fashioned to repulse
Would I survive while ill all else engulfs?
In these, or others, would what's dire yield space?
In none - were I not in your dear embrace!
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