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One love only
One
Love who
Gives to me
Such joy and more,
The one for whom I've
Sworn to cross the dark Styx
Else grow wings, and fly to heaven,
To rest beside one, who most gentle fate
So kindly has sent, from henceforth to be mine.
My angel, in her dear arms alone can happiness again
Light my dark world. Humbly I crave some sign
That she returns my love, my own true mate
Evermore to be, with grace to leaven
My cold clay, the true prefix
That proves I am alive.
I desire no more
From my free
And true
Sun.
Love who
Gives to me
Such joy and more,
The one for whom I've
Sworn to cross the dark Styx
Else grow wings, and fly to heaven,
To rest beside one, who most gentle fate
So kindly has sent, from henceforth to be mine.
My angel, in her dear arms alone can happiness again
Light my dark world. Humbly I crave some sign
That she returns my love, my own true mate
Evermore to be, with grace to leaven
My cold clay, the true prefix
That proves I am alive.
I desire no more
From my free
And true
Sun.
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