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V.
I would be calm,—I would be free
From thoughts and images of Thee;
But Nature and thy will conspire
To bar me from my fair desire.
From thoughts and images of Thee;
But Nature and thy will conspire
To bar me from my fair desire.
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The trees are moving with thy grace,
The water will reflect thy face;
The very flowers are plotting deep,
And in thy breath their odours steep.
The water will reflect thy face;
The very flowers are plotting deep,
And in thy breath their odours steep.
The breezes, when mine eyes I close,
With sighs, just like mine own, impose;
The nightingale then takes her part,
And plays thy voice against my heart.
With sighs, just like mine own, impose;
The nightingale then takes her part,
And plays thy voice against my heart.
If Thou then in one golden chain
Canst bind the world, I strive in vain;
Perchance my wisest scheme would be
To join this great conspiracy.
Canst bind the world, I strive in vain;
Perchance my wisest scheme would be
To join this great conspiracy.
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