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PRIMITIÆ AMORIS

Yon shining top, that taketh
The sun's first kiss,
No sad lamenting maketh
To be not his,
But with the whole world share
The noon's exceeding glare.
O love! the first sweet kisses
Live on the lips,
Through many-partnered blisses,
Through love's eclipse,
Through all life takes away,
Through all that death can pay.