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George Meredith - Song (Untitled #5)
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I cannot lose thee for a day, 
But like a bird with restless wing 
My heart will find thee far away, 
And on thy bosom fall and sing, 
My nest is here, my rest is here; - 
And in the lull of wind and rain, 
Fresh voices make a sweet refrain, 
`His rest is there, his nest is there.` 

With thee the wind and sky are fair, 
But parted, both are strange and dark; 
And treacherous the quiet air 
That holds me singing like a lark, 
O shield my love, strong arm above! 
Till in the hush of wind and rain, 
Fresh voices make a rich refrain, 
`The arm above will shield thy love.`
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