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102
A SONG
[It was the time when heaven comes down]
It was the time when heaven comes down
And paves the wood with blue;
A firmament of hyacinths
Drank deep of forest dew:
The cooing of a lonely dove
Went mourning on the breeze,
And over all there swayed the songs
And sighings of the breeze.
And paves the wood with blue;
A firmament of hyacinths
Drank deep of forest dew:
The cooing of a lonely dove
Went mourning on the breeze,
And over all there swayed the songs
And sighings of the breeze.
The velvet palms of moss caressed
And comforted my face;
An angel joy from Paradise
Seemed truant in the place:
The forest was a voice, and sang,
O Love long dead, of you
What time the gracious heaven came down
And paved the wood with blue.
And comforted my face;
An angel joy from Paradise
Seemed truant in the place:
The forest was a voice, and sang,
O Love long dead, of you
What time the gracious heaven came down
And paved the wood with blue.
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