At the last, tenderly, From the walls of the powerful fortress`d house, From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors, Let me be wafted. Let me glide noiselessly forth; With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper, Set open the doors O soul. Tenderly—be not impatient, (Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh, Strong is your hold O love.)SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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