Love
Love , like a bird, hath perch'd upon a spray
For thee and me to harken what he sings.
Contented, he forgets to fly away;
But hush! … remind not Eros of his wings.
For thee and me to harken what he sings.
Contented, he forgets to fly away;
But hush! … remind not Eros of his wings.
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