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I cannot find thee, O my love! In the city’s clamour, In its pleasure’s glamour; ’Mid the multitude of faces Or the wilderness of places, There I cannot find thee, O my love!

There I cannot find thee, O my love! Where corn groweth yellow, Where luscious fruits come mellow. Where ’neath the roses swinging Hide birds that wake to singing. There I cannot find thee, O my love!

There I cannot find thee, O my love! Where sweeps the snowy pinion O’er the seamew’s wide dominion; Where the gull unceasingly Screams a chorus to the sea, There I cannot find thee, O my love!