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You had come, You had smiled tenderly, | |||
Pouring nectar heavenly. | |||
I looked not back, nothing I said; | |||
Infatuated, inattentive had I been. | |||
Setting the latch, I was in a niche of dwelling; | |||
Privately, I have thought of myself only. | |||
A high ranking I've desired constantly in psyche, | |||
On the bank of a dark stream. | |||
Away You went, affection's yoke having left; | |||
Neath that love, often the world dances. | |||
Irresistibly, a painted flower blossoms, | |||
Swaying to the pulse of Him only. | |||
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