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Song

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My eye upon your eyes -     So was I born,     One far-off day in Paradise,     A summer morn;     I had not lived till then,     But, wildered, went,     Like other wandering men,     Nor what Life meant     Knew I till then.     My hand within your hand -     So would I live,     Nor would I ask to understand     Why God did give     Your loveliness to me,     But I would pray     Worthier of it to be,     By night and day,     Unworthy me!     My heart upon your heart -     So would I die,     I cannot think that God will part     Us, you and I;     The work he did undo,     That summer morn;     I lived, and would die too,     Where I was born,     Beloved, in you.

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"My eye upon your eyes - ..."

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