Oh! Let me kiss you with the kisses of my mouth,
For your love is better than wine.
Let me beautify you with the words of my mouth,
For indeed you are one of a kind.
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Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.
Give me to live and love in the old, bold fashion;
A soldier's billet at night and a soldier's ration;
A heart that leaps to the fight with a soldier's passion.