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Sonnet Jan. 17, 2002 ] 1:51 AM Grounded beneath stony earth, Where love grows in shallow birth, And old tears lie like disquiet eyes And stones speak naught, but shallow lies, Sleeps men�s hearts dusty and worn; The shards of well-torn fragments, Of men�s pride and women�s scorn. I had a heart like this once, And he gave another like to me. Tarnished bell-silver and earth-brown. I cracked him as he cracked me. I mended as he mended fine. ...So I love him, as he loves me. ...And nothing is said about old stones and brine... wax ] wane