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THE ARCH.
Lady, thou canst tell me why,
This arch resembles love;
Lady! solve the mystery,
Thine own affection prove.
This arch resembles love;
Lady! solve the mystery,
Thine own affection prove.
Love is an arch, in ev'ry sense,
Except in fiend-like view;
Connected with the present tense,
Angelic, firm and true.
Except in fiend-like view;
Connected with the present tense,
Angelic, firm and true.
The arch of Heaven is bright and clear,
Extended far and wide,
The arch of Love, is no less dear,
No less than constant bride;—
Extended far and wide,
The arch of Love, is no less dear,
No less than constant bride;—
'Twill never break, 'twill never fall,
Its beauty ne'er decay,
May such an arch, extend o'er all,
And all their Love display.
Its beauty ne'er decay,
May such an arch, extend o'er all,
And all their Love display.
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