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<h2> THE THOUSAND THINGS </h2>
<p>Here one by one come back the thousand things<br/>
Which made divinely sweet our intercourse;<br/>
Love summons them here straightway to divorce<br/>
The heart from melancholy wanderings.<br/>
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“Here laid she her white hand upon my arm;<br/>
To this place came she with slow-gliding grace;<br/>
Here smiled she up serenely in my face;<br/>
And these sweet notes she sang me for a charm.”<br/>
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I treasure up her words, and say them o’er<br/>
With close-shut eyes; with her again I float<br/>
Upon the Loire; I see the gems she wore,<br/>
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The ruby shining at her queenly throat;<br/>
I climb with her again the Pyrenees,<br/>
And hear her laughter ringing through the trees.<br/></p>
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