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Moth-Wings

(Ailes D'Alouette): By Francis William Bourdillon
  

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DREAM-FADING

When the laughing wind doth wake
With light kisses
Curving love-lips on the lake,
Sweet her bliss is.
But the dreaming shadows die;
Now no longer
All her look is to the sky,
For Love is stronger.