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Valentines From A Conchologist

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Were I a murm'ring ocean shell          Pressed close against your ear,      My constant whisperings would tell          A story sweet to hear.      I'd make the message from the sea          Love's tidings on the shore,      And I would woo with words so true          That you could ask no more.      So if some silvern nautilus          Lay close beside your cheek,      And you should hear a language dear          Unto the heart I seek,      You'll know within the simple shell          That murmurs o'er and o'er      I send to you a love more true          Than e'er was breathed before.

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