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40 And dance upon the mountains, are more light

Than dewdrops on the banners of the dawn.

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Then take my soul.

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Beloved, do not leave me!

What will my life be if you go with her?

Remember when I met you by the well

And took your hand in mine and spoke of love.

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Dear face! Dear voice!

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Come, newly-married bride!

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I always loved her world—and yet—and yet

I think that I would stay if I could stay.