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 "title": "Eight Echoes from the Poems of Auguste Angellier",
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 "poet": "Henry van Dyke Jr.",
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  "year": 1920,
  "venue": "The Poems of Henry Van Dyke (1920)",
  "note": "Taken from the 1920 collected edition. That is the printing this text comes from, not the poem's first appearance: the volume gathers work published from 1897 onward, and which earlier book or magazine printed this poem first has not been established here.",
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    "text": "The cradle I have made for thee",
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   {
    "text": "Is carved of orient ivory,",
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   {
    "text": "And curtained round with wavy silk",
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    "text": "More white than hawthorn-bloom or milk.",
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    "text": "A twig of box, a lilac spray,",
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    "text": "Will drive the goblin-horde away;",
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    "text": "And charm thy child-like heart to keep",
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    "text": "Her happy dream and virgin sleep.",
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    "text": "Within that pure and fragrant nest,",
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    "text": "I’ll rock thy gentle soul to rest,",
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    "text": "With tender songs we need not fear",
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    "text": "To have a passing angel hear.",
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    "text": "Ah, long and long I fain would hold",
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    "text": "The snowy curtain’s guardian fold",
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    "text": "Around thy crystal visions, born",
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    "text": "In clearness of the early morn.",
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    "text": "But look, the sun is glowing red",
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    "text": "With triumph in his golden bed;",
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    "text": "Aurora’s virgin whiteness dies",
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    "text": "In crimson glory of the skies.",
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    "text": "The rapid flame will burn its way",
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   {
    "text": "Through these white curtains, too, one day;",
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   {
    "text": "The ivory cradle will be left",
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    "text": "Undone, and broken, and bereft.",
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    "text": "Often I dream your big blue eyes,",
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    "text": "Though loth their meaning to confess,",
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    "text": "Regard me with a clear surprise",
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    "text": "Of dawning tenderness.",
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    "text": "Often I dream you gladly hear",
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    "text": "The words I hardly dare to breathe⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "The words that falter in their fear",
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    "text": "To tell what throbs beneath.",
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    "text": "Often I dream your hand in mine",
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   {
    "text": "Falls like a flower at eventide,",
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   {
    "text": "And down the path we leave a line",
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   {
    "text": "Of footsteps side by side.",
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    "text": "But ah, in all my dreams of bliss,",
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   {
    "text": "In passion’s hunger, fever’s drouth,",
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   {
    "text": "I never dare to dream of this:",
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    "text": "My lips upon your mouth.",
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    "text": "And so I dream your big blue eyes,",
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    "text": "That look on me with tenderness,",
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    "text": "Grow wide, and deep, and sad, and wise,",
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   {
    "text": "And dim with dear distress.",
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    "text": "A wreath of poppy flowers,",
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   {
    "text": "With leaves of lotus blended,",
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   {
    "text": "Is carved on Life’s facade of hours,",
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    "text": "From night to night suspended.",
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    "text": "Along the columned wall,",
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   {
    "text": "From birth’s low portal starting,",
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   {
    "text": "It flows, with even rise and fall,",
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    "text": "To death’s dark door of parting.",
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    "text": "How short each measured arc,",
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   {
    "text": "How brief the columns’ number!",
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   {
    "text": "The wreath begins and ends in dark,",
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    "text": "And leads from sleep to slumber.",
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    "text": "The marble garland seems,",
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    "text": "With braided leaf and bloom,",
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   {
    "text": "To deck the palace of our dreams",
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   {
    "text": "As if it were a tomb.",
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    "text": "Dear tranquil Habit, with her silent hands,",
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    "text": "Doth heal our deepest wounds from day to day",
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   {
    "text": "With cooling, soothing oil, and firmly lay",
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    "text": "Around the broken heart her gentle bands.",
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   {
    "text": "Her nursing is as calm as Nature’s care;",
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   {
    "text": "She doth not weep with us; yet none the less",
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   {
    "text": "Her quiet fingers weave forgetfulness⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "We fall asleep in peace when she is there.",
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   {
    "text": "Upon the mirror of the mind her breath",
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   {
    "text": "Is like a cloud, to hide the fading trace",
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   {
    "text": "Of that dear smile, of that remembered face,",
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   {
    "text": "Whose presence were the joy and pang of death.",
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    "text": "And he who clings to sorrow overmuch,",
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   {
    "text": "Weeping for withered grief, has cause to bless,",
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    "text": "More than all cries of pity and distress⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Dear tranquil Habit, thy consoling touch!",
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    "text": "On the old, old bridge, with its crumbling stones",
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   {
    "text": "All covered with lichens red and gray,",
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   {
    "text": "Two lovers were talking in sweet low tones:",
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   {
    "text": "And we were they!",
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   {
    "text": "As he leaned to breathe in her willing ear",
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   {
    "text": "The love that he vowed would never die,",
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   {
    "text": "He called her his darling, his dove most dear:",
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   {
    "text": "And he was I!",
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    "text": "She covered her face from the pale moonlight",
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    "text": "With her trembling hands, but her eyes looked through,",
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   {
    "text": "And listened and listened with long delight:",
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    "text": "And she was you!",
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    "text": "On the old, old bridge, where the lichens rust,",
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   {
    "text": "Two lovers are learning the same old lore;",
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   {
    "text": "He tells his love, and she looks her trust:",
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   {
    "text": "But we⁠—no more!",
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    "text": "Our silent eyes alone interpreted",
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   {
    "text": "The new-born feeling in the heart of each:",
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   {
    "text": "In yours I read your sorrow without speech,",
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   {
    "text": "Your lonely struggle in their tears unshed.",
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   {
    "text": "Behind their dreamy sweetness, as a veil,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I saw the moving lights of trouble shine;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And then my eyes were brightened as with wine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My spirit reeled to see your face grow pale!",
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    "text": "Our deepening love, that is not yet allowed",
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   {
    "text": "Another language than the eyes, doth learn",
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   {
    "text": "To speak it perfectly: above the crowd",
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   {
    "text": "Our looks exchange avowals and desires⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Like wave-divided beacon lights that burn,",
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   {
    "text": "And talk to one another by their fires.",
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    "text": "When I embrace her in a fragrant shrine",
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   {
    "text": "Of climbing roses, my first kiss shall fall",
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   {
    "text": "On you, sweet eyes, that mutely told me all⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Through you my soul will rise to make her mine.",
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   {
    "text": "Upon your drooping lids, blue-veined and fair,",
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   {
    "text": "The touch of tenderness I first will lay,",
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   {
    "text": "You springs of joy, lights of my gloomy day,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whose dear discovered secret bade me dare!",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "And when you open, eyes of my fond dove,",
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   {
    "text": "Your look will shine with new delight, made sure",
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   {
    "text": "By this forerunner of a faithful love.",
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   {
    "text": "’Tis just, dear eyes, so pensive and so pure,",
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   {
    "text": "That you should bear the sealing kisses true",
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   {
    "text": "Of love unhoped that came to me through you.",
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   {
    "text": "This was my thought; but when beneath the rose",
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   {
    "text": "That hides the lonely bench where lovers rest,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In friendly dusk I held her on my breast",
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   {
    "text": "For one brief moment⁠—while I saw you close,",
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   {
    "text": "Dear, yielding eyes, as if your lids, blue-veined",
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   {
    "text": "And pure, were meekly fain at last to bear",
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   {
    "text": "The proffered homage of my wistful prayer⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "In that high moment, by your grace obtained,",
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    "text": "Forgetting your avowals, your alarms,",
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   {
    "text": "Your anguish and your tears, sweet weary eyes,",
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   {
    "text": "Forgetting that you gave her to my arms,",
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   {
    "text": "I broke my promise; and my first caress,",
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   {
    "text": "Ungrateful, sought her lips in sweet surprise⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Her lips, which breathed a word of tenderness!",
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   {
    "text": "When first upon my brow I felt your kiss,",
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   {
    "text": "A sudden splendour filled me, like the ray",
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   {
    "text": "That promptly runs to crown the hills with bliss",
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   {
    "text": "Of purple dawn before the golden day,",
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   {
    "text": "And ends the gloom it crosses at one leap.",
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   {
    "text": "My brow was not unworthy your caress;",
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   {
    "text": "For some foreboding joy had bade me keep",
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    "text": "From all affront the place your lips would bless.",
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    "text": "Yet when your mouth upon my mouth did lay",
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   {
    "text": "The royal touch, no rapture made me thrill,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But I remained confused, ashamed, and still.",
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   {
    "text": "Beneath your kiss, my queen without a stain,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I felt⁠—like ghosts who rise at Judgment Day⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A throng of ancient kisses vile and vain!",
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   {
    "text": "Well, you will triumph, dear and noble friend!",
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   {
    "text": "The holy love that wounded you so deep",
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   {
    "text": "Will bring you balm, and on your heart asleep",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The fragrant dew of healing will descend.",
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   {
    "text": "Your children⁠—ah, how quickly they will grow",
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   {
    "text": "Between us, like a wall that fronts the sun,",
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   {
    "text": "Lifting a screen with rosy buds o’errun,",
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   {
    "text": "To hide the shaded path where I must go.",
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   {
    "text": "You’ll walk in light; and dreaming less and less",
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   {
    "text": "Of him who droops in gloom beyond the wall,",
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   {
    "text": "Your mother-soul will fill with happiness",
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   {
    "text": "When first you hear your grandchild’s babbling call,",
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   {
    "text": "Beneath the braided bloom of flower and leaf",
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   {
    "text": "That We has wrought to veil your vanished grief.",
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   {
    "text": "Then I alone shall suffer! I shall bear",
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   {
    "text": "The double burden of our grief alone,",
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   {
    "text": "While I enlarge my soul to take your share",
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   {
    "text": "Of pain and hold it close beside my own.",
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   {
    "text": "Our love is torn asunder; but the crown",
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   {
    "text": "Of thorns that love has woven I will make",
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   {
    "text": "My relic sacrosanct, and press it down",
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   {
    "text": "Upon my bleeding heart that will not break.",
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   {
    "text": "Ah, that will be the depth of solitude!",
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   {
    "text": "For my regret, that evermore endures,",
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   {
    "text": "Will know that new-born hope has conquered yours;",
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   {
    "text": "And when the evening comes, no gentle brood",
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   {
    "text": "Of wondering children, gathered at my side,",
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    "text": "Will soothe away the tears I cannot hide.",
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