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<h2> BENEDICTUS </h2>
<p>You bless me, then you turn away your head—<br/>
“Never again, dear. I have blessed you so,<br/>
My lips upon your lips; between must flow<br/>
The river—Oh the river!” Thus you said.<br/>
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The river—Oh the river, and the sun;<br/>
Stream that we may not cross, sun that is joy:<br/>
Flow as thou must; shine on in full employ—<br/>
Shine through her eyes thou; let the river run.<br/>
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O lady, to your liegeman speak. You say:<br/>
“Dream no more dreams; yourself be as am I!”<br/>
Your hands clasped to your face, so shutting out the day.<br/>
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An instant, then to me, your low good-bye—<br/>
Good-night, good-bye; and then the social reign,<br/>
The lights, the songs, the flowers—and the pain.<br/></p>
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