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Henry Van Dyke - Love in a Look
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Let me but feel thy look`s embrace, 
     Transparent, pure, and warm, 
And I`ll not ask to touch thy face,
     Or fold thee with mine arm.
For in thine eyes a girl doth rise,
     Arrayed in candid bliss,
And draws me to her with a charm
     More close than any kiss. 

A loving-cup of golden wine,
     Songs of a silver brook,
And fragrant breaths of eglantine,
     Are mingled in thy look.
More fair they are than any star,
     Thy topaz eyes divine —
And deep within their trysting-nook
     Thy spirit blends with mine.
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