A Forest To Beauty Bewitched
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A Forest, yes - for lost
I be captured there in wandering
I shall chuckle not weep
And into joy be my grief
Inside that womb of beauty
Move I somnolent:
And Beauty pregnant be
And Beauty be bewitched in that Pregnancy.
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