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Lord of All
To love and be beloved,
To snatch ripe kisses from red lips of youth
Is of a truth
Earth's utmost blessing, this even I have proved.
To kiss and clasp fresh charms
In eager arms,
To wring Love's moisture from the inmost core
Of a deep heart and hunger still for more,
Is to be lord of Love.
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