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Breeze and Dew

BREEZE AND DEW BREEZE

BREEZE

I could not find access to tracts
Where stars like pendent lamps do shine
Tearing vest of tulips. and the rose
Was main and foremost duty mine.

I feel an inner urge so great
To bid farewell to home and depart
For joyful songs of nightingale,
No zeal or zest to me impart.

O dew, God's will has made you know
Full well, both park and heavens high
What i's more precious in your eyes,
The dust of park or dome of sky?

DEW

If thorns and straws of worldly mead
To cause a tension in you fail,
Then bear in mind, this lonely parks
For heaven's dome is like a veil.



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