<≪≪forgive Me! ≫≫≫
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Thou immured me in the mirrors
Of thy soul admitting all the errors,
All the unforgettable transgressions
And all the fiendish agressions
I had shown to thy heart.
O, Teach me, my beloved!
With the beat of thy heart's love:
A Lesson, to do a good deed
For shall I fly again like a dove
To carry thee on my wings
With a love-song in our tongues;
Above the hill, the meadow and the sea.
Beloved! thou art always beloved to me.
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