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George Meredith - To A Skylark
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O skylark! I see thee and call thee joy! 
Thy wings bear thee up to the breast of the dawn; 
I see thee no more, but thy song is still 
The tongue of the heavens to me! 

Thus are the days when I was a boy; 
Sweet while I lived in them, dear now they`re gone: 
I feel them no longer, but still, O still 
They tell of the heavens to me.
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