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Deniehys Lament

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Spirit of Loveliness! Heart of my heart!     Flying so far from me, Heart of my heart!     Above the eastern hill, I know the red leaves thrill,     But thou art distant still, Heart of my heart!     Sinning, Ive searched for thee, Heart of my heart!     Sinning, Ive dreamed of thee, Heart of my heart!     I know no end nor gain; amongst the paths of pain     I follow thee in vain, Heart of my heart!     Much have I lost for thee, Heart of my heart!     Not counting the cost for thee, Heart of my heart!     Through all this year of years thy form as mist appears,     So blind am I with tears, Heart of my heart!     Mighty and mournful now, Heart of my heart!     Cometh the Shadow-Face, Heart of my heart!     The friends Ive left for thee, their sad eyes trouble me     I cannot bear to be, Heart of my heart!

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"Spirit of Loveliness! Heart of my heart!..."

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