.What is it in nature which lend sits hand
To the tongues of young wondering lovers in flight
That by the silent boot of a dying word
A scythe was taught to moan and to write
What is it that is left for the blushing cheek
To blink the lips of a blooming rose
When lovers' eyes a.
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