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The wind, that gives the rose a kiss / With murmured music of the south, / Hath kissed a sweeter thing than this, -- / The wind, that gives the rose a kiss -- / The perfume of her mouth.
The brook, that mirrors skies and trees, / And echoes in a grottoed place, / Hath held a fairer thing than these, -- / The brook, that mirrors skies and trees, -- / The image of her face.
O happy wind! O happy brook! / So dear before, so free of cares! / How dearer since her kiss and look, -- / O happy wind! O happy brook! -- / Have blessed you unawares!