Prolong, My Lord, This Mercy!
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Again, the dawn, garden and fog,
And nightingales, the smell of roses!
The sky, is that only a hype,
And only dreams of poets?
But these are not dreams, but their thirst.
See how the heart is quickened!
this moment, heaven, please prolong!
prolong, my Lord, this mercy!
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