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O BLESSED ATMOSPHERE OF LOVE!
O blessed atmosphere of Love,
Thee now I fairly, fully prove!
For not the balmy spring
More sweet through bursting herb and tree
Breathes genial-pulsing energy,
Than me thy fragrant wing
Thee now I fairly, fully prove!
For not the balmy spring
More sweet through bursting herb and tree
Breathes genial-pulsing energy,
Than me thy fragrant wing
Fans constant; O the sweet repose
From iron toils and thorny woes
On gentle woman's breast!
I will unmail me here. Go, boy,
And make my sword a tinkling toy,
And with my haughty crest
From iron toils and thorny woes
On gentle woman's breast!
I will unmail me here. Go, boy,
And make my sword a tinkling toy,
And with my haughty crest
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Brush flies from pleasure's cheek! I will
The stony-faced and Stoic skill
To look on blood forbear.
Here, on sweet woman's gentle breast,
Be every sterner sin confessed,
Thawed every frosty care!
The stony-faced and Stoic skill
To look on blood forbear.
Here, on sweet woman's gentle breast,
Be every sterner sin confessed,
Thawed every frosty care!
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