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But when my spirit melts in thine,
And heart unto heart is pressing,
Oh! then methinks that thou knowest all
That I would be confessing.

XIX
If all the sweet delights of life
Should turn to dreary slaving,
And only love were left to cheer,
Still life were worth the having.

If truth were everything on earth
And love were only dreaming,
I’d shun this waking life and plunge
In dreams where love was beaming.

And granted it were all a dream,
Still ever I’d remember,
That sweet fond dream, that shed a beam,
O'er waking life’s November.

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Dark as is heaven’s blue azure vault
So golden is the starlight,
Strange fancies fill the heart of him
Who gazes on that far light,

Of star dust eddying far and far
Beyond the range of seeing,
Where yet not one small star reveals
The secret of its being.

Only when in two virgin hearts.
Love’s earliest breath is breathing,
Yon heaven, ’tis said, another star
Among her orbs is wreathing.

And if in one of those two hearts
Untimely fades love’s blossom,
Also a golden star falls prone
From heaven’s eternal bosom.

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