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[SONG. With my head upon thy breast]
With my head upon thy breast,
And my hand within thine own—
Ah! 'twould give me sweeter rest
Than upon an ivory throne.
And my hand within thine own—
Ah! 'twould give me sweeter rest
Than upon an ivory throne.
With my hand upon thine own,
And thy bosom turned from me—
Ah! 'twould leave me more alone
Than an island in the sea.
And thy bosom turned from me—
Ah! 'twould leave me more alone
Than an island in the sea.
So thy name shall ever rest
In my memory still for years,
Till upon some other breast
I may wipe away my tears.
In my memory still for years,
Till upon some other breast
I may wipe away my tears.
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