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"Freely I yield myself to you,
Throne you my King, my Lord,
Your smile a crown of light to me,
Your frown a very sword.
Oh Love, my Love, I love you so,
Your silence strikes me as a blow."
Then he replied with heart too full
For any sudden speech,
By holding up his arms to her,
And as each clung to each,
Mixed with the fountain's murmurous flow
I heard "Oh Love, I love you so!"
That long kiss sanctified a year,
A month, a week, a day.
Perhaps 'twas but an hour, who knows?
Time stays for such as they.
Love counts not time, but this I know,
'Twas very, very long ago.
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