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Silvia, let us from the crowd retire For what to you and me (Who but each other do desire) Is all that here we see?

Apart we'll live, though not alone; For, who alone can call Those who in desarts live with One If in that One they've All?

The world a vast Meander is, Where hearts confus'dly stray; Where few do hit, whilst thousands miss The happy mutual way: Rh