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Never, oh never more! shall I behold

Thy form so fair,

Or loosen from its braids the rippling gold

Of thy long hair.

Never, oh never more! shall I be blest

By thy voice low,

Or kiss, while thou art sleeping on my breast,

Thy marble brow.

Never, oh never more! shall I inhale

Thy fragrant sighs,

Or gaze, with fainting soul, upon the veil

Of thy bright eyes.

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