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HERE in silence the lover fondly mused on his loved one;
Gladly he spake to me thus: "Be thou my witness, thou stone! Yet thou must not be vainglorious, thou hast many companions;
Unto each rock on the plain, where I, the happy one, dwell, Unto each tree of the wood that I cling to, as onward I ramble,
'Be thou a sign of my bliss! ' shout I, and then 'tis ordain'd. Yet to thee only I lend a voice, as a Muse from the people
Chooseth one for herself, kissing his lips as a friend. "