  A vision I dreamt of a lovely child. She wore her hair in tresses; In the blue nights of summer so calm and mild We sat in the greenwood’s recesses. In mutual rapture and torture we vied, We loved and exchanged loving kisses; The yellow stars in the heavens all sigh’d And seem’d to envy our blisses. I now am awake, and around me gaze In the darkness, alone and despairing; The stars in the heavens are shedding their rays In silence and all-uncaring. |
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