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A DREAM.
I dreamed that I was lying
With my head upon her breast,
Wings folded, ceased from flying,
As a bird's are in his nest;
With my head upon her breast,
Wings folded, ceased from flying,
As a bird's are in his nest;
Very happy was I, lying,
And her breath like gentle dew
Kept over me soft flying,
How I wish the dream was true!
And her breath like gentle dew
Kept over me soft flying,
How I wish the dream was true!
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