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It was long and long ago our love began; / It is something all unmeasured by time's span: / In an era and a spot, by the Modern World forgot, / We were lovers, ere God named us, Maid and Man.
Like the memory of music made by streams, / All the beauty of that other love life seems; / But I always thought it so, and at last I know, I know, / We were lovers in the Land of Silver Dreams.