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George Meredith - Song (Untitled#1)
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Love within the lover`s breast 
Burns like Hesper in the west, 
O`er the ashes of the sun, 
Till the day and night are done; 
Then when dawn drives up her car - 
Lo! it is the morning star. 

Love! thy love pours down on mine 
As the sunlight on the vine, 
As the snow-rill on the vale, 
As the salt breeze in the sail; 
As the song unto the bird, 
On my lips thy name is heard. 

As a dewdrop on the rose 
In thy heart my passion glows, 
As a skylark to the sky 
Up into thy breast I fly; 
As a sea-shell of the sea 
Ever shall I sing of thee.
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