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WORDS OF LOVE FOREVERMORE.
There is rapture in the thought,
From thy words of constance caught,
That the world contains no prize
Like the peace thy love supplies.
From thy words of constance caught,
That the world contains no prize
Like the peace thy love supplies.
And I ponder o'er and o'er
Words of love forevermore,
As they come in tenderest tone
From thy heart—which is my own.
Words of love forevermore,
As they come in tenderest tone
From thy heart—which is my own.
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