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Thy voice rolls on the handsome air; I hearest thee on the violet grass; Thou standest above the drifted haze; And in this setting thou art fair. Thou looked gay and pleasing to me; And thy gallant charms blinded me And though I may have loved in vain Thou maketh me mad, love is insane; What is with thy striking blue eyes And two hauntingly sweet lips; I heard thee writ in last night's sleep And draw my roses in the skies. Far off thou art, and ne'er near; Although I wish thou could but hear How long I hath wished for, and still Thou shalt not seek the love I feel. Far off thou art, and ne'er here; Although I wish thou could be near How long I hath loved, every day Thou shalt not leave for me today. Far off thou art, and ne'er hear; Although I wish thou could be near How long I hath opened my heart; And prayed we would not be apart. Far off thou art, and ne'er see; How much I want thee here with me With just more love days to charm; To stay by my side, in my arms. Far off thou art, and ne'er know; How much I could love tomorrow With just enough at heart to see; With just enough love to love me.
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 2:06 AM UTC
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Thy voice rolls on the handsome air; I hearest thee on the violet grass; Thou standest above the drifted haze; And in this setting thou art fair. Thou looked gay and pleasing to me; And thy gallant charms blinded me And though I may have loved in vain Thou maketh me mad, love is insane; What is with thy striking blue eyes And two hauntingly sweet lips; I heard thee writ in last night's sleep And draw my roses in the skies. Far off thou art, and ne'er near; Although I wish thou could but hear How long I hath wished for, and still Thou shalt not seek the love I feel. Far off thou art, and ne'er here; Although I wish thou could be near How long I hath loved, every day Thou shalt not leave for me today. Far off thou art, and ne'er hear; Although I wish thou could be near How long I hath opened my heart; And prayed we would not be apart. Far off thou art, and ne'er see; How much I want thee here with me With just more love days to charm; To stay by my side, in my arms. Far off thou art, and ne'er know; How much I could love tomorrow With just enough at heart to see; With just enough love to love me.
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 2:06 AM UTC
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