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Arise my fair one Arise my fair one from dulcet dreams And sing me to your comely gaze. Pen your score of ardor placed to draw me As I come ready. Come alive my Siren soul; I wait for eternal years. O, how your call guides me now o’er brooks And crooks of jagged rock and muddy memories As I come ready. Awake my love; awake from rest for I am near. Awake from slumber and sing to me again. Sing as I stand alone weeping on your hill of green. I am not ready. |
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