<h2><i><SPAN name="TO2"></SPAN>TO ——</i></h2>
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The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see<br/>
<span class="ind1">The wantonest singing birds,</span><br/>
Are lips—and all thy melody<br/>
<span class="ind1">Of lip-begotten words—</span><br/>
<br/>
Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined,<br/>
<span class="ind1">Then desolately fall,</span><br/>
O God! on my funereal mind<br/>
<span class="ind1">Like starlight on a pall—</span><br/>
<br/>
Thy heart—<i>thy</i> heart!—I wake and sigh,<br/>
<span class="ind1">And sleep to dream till day</span><br/>
Of the truth that gold can never buy—<br/>
<span class="ind1">Of the baubles that it may.</span><br/></p>
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