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Robert Laurence Binyon - Name, That Makes My Heart Beat
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Name, that makes my heart beat,
 Heard by chance in the throng`d street,
 How delighted I turn to greet
 The vision adored, the vision rare,
 That surely should be where thou art spoken!
 Alas, alas! it is not there:
 Only hurrying faces stare,
 Hard faces, in cold surprise,
 Amazed at the joy that out of my eyes
 Shines expectant, and then dies
 Disappointed, the sweet spell broken!
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