| Impromptu VI |
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| If there were any power in human love |
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| Impromptu |
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| I would I knew the lady of thy heart |
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| If in thy heart the spring of joy remains |
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| I cannot sleep for thinking of thy face |
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| I hear a voice low in the sunset woods |
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| I heard youth's silver clarion call to Fate |
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| I know a maiden with a laughing face |
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| I know that thou wilt read what here is writ |
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