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[Make bright thy locks and seek the sun]
Make bright thy locks and seek the sun,
Lest home-fed thoughts turn back
To idle words which almost won
Thy heart into their track.
Lest home-fed thoughts turn back
To idle words which almost won
Thy heart into their track.
My soul can never dwell with thee;
And it were vain to waste
The strength of youth in loving me,
Whose prime is overcast.
And it were vain to waste
The strength of youth in loving me,
Whose prime is overcast.
Life glitters on thy perfect brow,
Thy keen and tender eyes,
As on those chancel windows now
The glance of evening lies.
Thy keen and tender eyes,
As on those chancel windows now
The glance of evening lies.
1839.
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