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Tell me the summer stars
How many shine?
Number the threads
In those tresses of thine!
Count me the countless sands
Fringing the sea;
Even so often
My thought is with thee.
How many shine?
Number the threads
In those tresses of thine!
Count me the countless sands
Fringing the sea;
Even so often
My thought is with thee.
Mete me the arch
Of the blue bending sky,
Or the wide world of meaning
That orbs in thine eye!
Measure the gloomy caves
Under the sea!
Even so boundless
My love is for thee.
Of the blue bending sky,
Or the wide world of meaning
That orbs in thine eye!
Measure the gloomy caves
Under the sea!
Even so boundless
My love is for thee.
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