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X
Let hearts be pure, let love be true,Let lips be luscious, love be red,
Let earth in gold be garmented
And tented in her tent of blue;
Let goodly rivers glide between
Their leaning willow walls of green,
Let all things be filled of the sun,
And full of warm winds of the sea,
And I beneath my vine and tree
Take rest, nor war with any one;
Then I will thank God with full cause,
Say this is well, is as it was.
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