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I GIVE MY HEART
I GIVE my heart! An empty hand
Were never gift to thee!
But oh, that thou couldst understand
What means this gift from me!
Were never gift to thee!
But oh, that thou couldst understand
What means this gift from me!
No mist that melts into the air,
Nor rain into the sea,
Doth more its whole of being share
Than I do, love, with thee!
Nor rain into the sea,
Doth more its whole of being share
Than I do, love, with thee!
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