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Love me with their lids, that fall

Snow-like at first meeting:

Love me with thine heart, that all

The neighbours then see beating.

Love me with thine hand stretched out

Freely—open-minded:

Love me with thy loitering foot,—

Hearing one behind it.

Love me with thy voice, that turns

Sudden faint above me;

Love me with thy blush that burns

When I murmur "Love me!"

Love me with thy thinking soul—

Break it to love-sighing;

Love me with thy thoughts that roll

On through living—dying.

Love me in thy gorgeous airs,

When the world has crowned thee!

Love me, kneeling at thy prayers,

With the angels round thee.