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If I Could Reach to Fountain our Embrace
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If I could reach to fountain our embrace,
And lift my face to foster its impress.
If I could give such praise in its retrace,
To fountains of your passion’s sure express.
We dearly cling to those we have inspired,
From each, the both that concur weary dawn.
And raise within the rush of heart’s desire,
The struggle that concedes its coming on.
How sparse the years that led us to this call,
That brokered every thought that dawn retrieves,
Like ocean’s calm before the coming squall,
Like waters found that quenches torrid need.
On praising tongue, let all your passions seek
And foster me like fountains’ flowing peak.
80 unique words
If I could reach to fountain our embrace,
And lift my face to foster its impress.
If I could give such praise in its retrace,
To fountains of your passion’s sure express.
We dearly cling to those we have inspired,
From each, the both that concur weary dawn.
And raise within the rush of heart’s desire,
The struggle that concedes its coming on.
How sparse the years that led us to this call,
That brokered every thought that dawn retrieves,
Like ocean’s calm before the coming squall,
Like waters found that quenches torrid need.
On praising tongue, let all your passions seek
And foster me like fountains’ flowing peak.
80 unique words
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