LOVE for love, and moments sweet, Lips returning kiss for kiss, Word for word, and eyes that meet; Breath for breath, and bliss for bliss. Thus at eve, and thus the morrow! Yet thou feeblest, at my lay, Ever some half-hidden sorrow; Could I Joseph`s graces borrow, All thy beauty I`d repay!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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