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made my bed beneath the pinesWhere the sea washed the sandy bars;I heard the music of the winds,And blest the aureate face of Mars.All night a lilac splendor throveAbove the heaven's shadowy verge;And in my heart the voice of loveKept music with the dreaming surge. A little maid was at my side--She slept--I scarcely slept at all;Until toward the morning-tideA dream possessed me with its thrall.She sweetly breathed; around my breastI felt her warmth like drowsy bliss,Then came the vision of unrest--I saw your face and felt your kiss. I woke and knew with what dismayShe read my secret and surprise;She only said, "Again 'tis day!How red your cheeks, how bright your eyes!"
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