From Johnson 697:
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Love-thou art high- I cannot climb thee- But, were it Two- Who knows but we- Taking turns-at the Chimborazo- Ducal-at last-stand up by thee- Love-thou art deep- I cannot cross thee- But, were there Two Instead of One- Rower, and Yacht-some sovereign summer- Who knows-but we'd reach the sun? Love-thou art Veiled- A few- behold thee- Smile-and alter-and prattle-and die- Bliss-were an Oddity-without thee- Nicknamed by God- Eternity- |
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