A
LOVE SONG
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IT IS
NOT I alone
But all the flowers that
love thee;
They hoard their hue and honey up,
And strive to prove thee
The
fairest of their train;
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They
try
To
vie with thy lip’s ruby stain,
But
fade and die.
It is not I alone
But all the stars that
love thee;
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They
gather in the early dark,
And bend above thee
With
all their twinkling light;
They
try
To
mock the glances in the night,
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pale and die.
It is not I alone
But all the seas that
love thee;
They heap their ambergris and gold
And strive to move thee;
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Or,
rocking with their tides at rest,
They
try
To
counterfeit they heaving breast,
And
ebb and die.
It is not I alone
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But
all the world that loves thee;
It is because thou art so fair;
And as behoves thee,
Thou
and the world are one in heart,
And
try
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30 |
Each
to be other beauty’s counterpart
Nor
fade, nor die.
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