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“ I love a lady all so far aboveMe, she can never hear the name of love;
I only whisper to my heart in low
Dark sayings what my Lady must not know;
But, had I only a minute's space to live,
And she beside me, I would pray her give
Me on the mouth one dear and holy kiss;
And straightway a warm stream of paradise
Would gush and gladden all the gulf of death,
A calm of blessèd faces take mine eyes;
A hurricane of harpings take my breath:
All heavèn would bend brooding down to meet
Me, in that gracious stooping of my Sweet;
And, at her touch, my soul should enter bliss.”
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