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When passion's trance is overpast, / If tenderness and truth could last, / Or live, whilst all wild feelings keep / Some mortal slumber, dark and deep, / I should not weep, I should not weep!
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It were enough to feel, to see, / Thy soft eyes gazing tenderly, / And dream the rest-and burn and be / The secret food of fires unseen, / Couldst thou but be as thou hast been,
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After the slumber of the year / The woodland violets reappear; / All things revive in field or grove, / And sky and sea, but two, which move / And form all others, life and love.