In Ñspel: BELOVED, THOU HAST BROUGHT ME MANY FLOWERS, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

ILIẒBƮ BAṚT BRǍNÑ

SONITS FṚM Ɖ PORĆGĪZ, 54

B’luvid, ɖǎ hast bròt m mni flǎrz

Pluct in ɖ gardn, ol ɖ sumr ʈru,

N wintr, n it sīmd az f ɖe grù

In ɖs clos rūm, nr míst ɖ sún n śǎrz.

So, in ɖ lîc nem v ɖt luv v ǎrz,

Tec bac ɖz ʈts ẃć hir unfoldd tù,

N ẃć on worm n cold dez I wɖdru

Fṛm mî hart’s grǎnd. Indd,

ɖoz bedz n bǎrz

B oṿgroun wɖ bitr wīdz n ru,

N wêt ɖî wīdñ; yt hir’z egḷntîn,

Hir’z îvi!—tec ɖm, az I yst t d

Ɖî flǎrz, n cīp ɖm ẃr ɖe śl nt pîn.

Instruct ɖîn îz t cīp ɖer culrz tru,

N tel ɖî soul, ɖer rūts r left in mîn.

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