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Thomas Hood - I Love Thee
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I love thee—I love thee! 
`Tis all that I can say;— 
It is my vision in the night, 
My dreaming in the day; 
The very echo of my heart, 
The blessing when I pray: 
I love thee—I love thee! 
Is all that I can say. 
I love thee—I love thee! 
Is ever on my tongue; 
In all my proudest poesy 
That chorus still is sung; 
It is the verdict of my eyes, 
Amidst the gay and young: 
I love thee—I love thee! 
A thousand maids among. 
I love thee—I love thee! 
Thy bright hazel glance, 
The mellow lute upon those lips, 
Whose tender tones entrance; 
But most, dear heart of hearts, thy proofs 
That still these words enhance, 
I love thee—I love thee! 
Whatever be thy chance.
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