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You bless me, then you turn away your head -- / "Never again, dear. I have blessed you so, / My lips upon your lips; between must flow / The river -- Oh the river! " Thus you said.
The river -- Oh the river, and the sun; / Stream that we may not cross, sun that is joy: / Flow as thou must; shine on in full employ -- / Shine through her eyes thou; let the river run.
O lady, to your liegeman speak. You say: / "Dream no more dreams; yourself be as am I"
Your hands clasped to your face, so shutting out the day.
An instant, then to me, your low good-bye -- / Good-night, good-bye; and then the social reign, / The lights, the songs, the flowers -- and the pain.