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REMEMBER THEE
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Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free,— First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea,— I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow, But, oh! could I love thee more deeply than now ? |
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No, thy chains as they rankle, thy blood as it runs, But make thee more painfully dear to thy sons: Whose hearts, like the young of the desert-bird's nest, Drink love in each life-drop that flows from thy breast i |
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H. 4368. |
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