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O heart of all things, Heart's Desire come true,
That nothing may undo!
How long have I been stricken dim with fear,
Hungry and cold and lost, till I should hear
You, — you.
" Now fold me in, O Beautiful, most dear!
And now that you are here,
Where were you, Dearness, — lost and far apart?
So far!" — " Nay, all the time, O little heart,
That nothing may undo!
How long have I been stricken dim with fear,
Hungry and cold and lost, till I should hear
You, — you.
" Now fold me in, O Beautiful, most dear!
And now that you are here,
Where were you, Dearness, — lost and far apart?
So far!" — " Nay, all the time, O little heart,
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