All The Words In All The World
All the flowers cannot weave A garland worthy of your hair, Not a bird in the four winds Can sing of you that is so fair. Only the spheres can sing of you; Some planet in celestial space, Hallowed and lonely in the dawn, Shall sing the poem of your face.
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"All the flowers cannot weave..."
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