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Here among the beeches	A
Winds and wild perfume	B
That the twilight pleaches	A
Into gleam and gloom	B
Build for her a room	B
	-
Her whose Beauty cometh	C
Misty as the morn	D
When the wild bee hummeth	C
At its honey horn	D
In the wayside thorn	D
	-
As the wood grows dimmer	E
With the drowsy night	F
Like a moonbeam glimmer	E
Here she walks in white	F
With a firefly light	F
	-
Moths around her flitting	G
Like a moth she goes	A
Here a moment sitting	G
By this wilding rose	A
With my heart's repose	A
	-
Every bud and flower	E
From her look has caught	H
Something of that hour	E
While she stood in thought	I
Gazing into naught	I
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Every bough that dances	A
Has assumed the grace	A
Of her form and fancies	A
Flashed from eye and face	A
Brood about the place	A
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Every wind that flutters	A
Says what is expressed	J
Of her heart and utters	A
Sounds of peace and rest	J
Pulsing in her breast	J
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And the water shaken	K
In its plunge and poise	A
To itself has taken	K
Quiet of her voice	A
And restrains its joys	A
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Would that these could tell me	L
What and whence she is	A
She who doth enspell me	L
Fill my soul with bliss	A
Of her spirit kiss	A
	-
Though the heart beseech her	E
And the soul implore	M
Who is it may reach her	E
Safe behind the door	M
Of all woodland lore	M

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