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/ Here where the season turns the land to gold, / Among the fields our feet have known of old, -- / When we were children who would laugh and run, / Glad little playmates of the wind and sun, -- / Before came toil and care and years went ill, / And one forgot and one remembered still, / Heart of my heart, among the old fields here, / Give me your hands and let me draw you near. / Heart of my heart.
/ Stars are not truer than your soul is true -- / What need I more of heaven then than you? / Flowers are not sweeter than your face is sweet -- / What need I more to make my world complete? / O woman nature, love that still endures, / What strength hath ours that is not born of yours? / Heart of my heart, to you, whatever come, / To you the lead, whose love hath led me home. / Heart of my heart.