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Sara Teasdale - When Love was BornSara Teasdale - When Love was Born
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When Love was born I think he lay Right warm on Venus` breast, And whiles he smiled and whiles would play And whiles would take his rest. But always, folded out of sight, The wings were growing strong That were to bear him off in flight Erelong, erelong.
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