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The shadow of thy curls I see / Upon thy lovely face; / And just a little wish is mine -- / The shadow to embrace.
On thy black and silken tresses, / Ah, one longs to feast the sight; / But the shadows of their beauty, / Hanging on thy cheeks of light, / From my lips, exact a tribute, / Which I pay here in this meadow: / Blush not, my most winsome maiden; / I have only kissed the shadow.