Maiden with lowered lashes,give me your graces!I give youmy pure pledge.
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Maiden with lowered lashes,give me your graces!I give youmy pure pledge.
Out of all the seasons of the year I deeply yearn for spring. You hold one season in your soul. Within your season take me.
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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