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THE LETTER WITH A ROSE-LEAF.
I greet thee, loving letter—
Unopen, kiss thee, free,
And dream her soul within thee
Gives back the kiss to me.
Unopen, kiss thee, free,
And dream her soul within thee
Gives back the kiss to me.
The fragrant little rose-leaf
She sends by thee, is come:
Ah, in her heart was blooming
The rose she stole it from!
She sends by thee, is come:
Ah, in her heart was blooming
The rose she stole it from!
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