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I said: “My heart, now let us sing a song / For a fair lady on her wedding-day; …
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Little, i ween, did Mary guess, / As on her arm her baby lay, …
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When souls that have put off their mortal gear / Stand in the pure, sweet light of heaven’s day, …
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“look up,” she said; and all the heavens blazed / With countless myriads of quiet stars, …
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The golden-robin came to build his nest / High in the elm-tree’s ever-nodding crest; …
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As the insect from the rock / Takes the color of its wing; …
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Thou for whose birth the whole creation yearned / Through countless ages of the morning world, …
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I. / dear hearts, you were waiting a year ago …