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Love is enough through the trouble and tangle	A
From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's night	B
I sought through the vales where the prisoned winds wrangle	A
Till wearied and bleeding at end of the light	B
I met him and we wrestled and great was my might	B
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O great was my joy though no rest was around me	C
Though mid wastes of the world were we twain all alone	D
For methought that I conquered and he knelt and he crowned me	C
And the driving rain ceased and the wind ceased to moan	D
And through clefts of the clouds her planet outshone	D
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O through clefts of the clouds 'gan the world to awaken	E
And the bitter wind piped and down drifted the rain	F
And I was alone and yet not forsaken	E
For the grass was untrodden except by my pain	F
With a Shadow of the Night had I wrestled in vain	F
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And the Shadow of the Night and not Love was departed	G
I was sore I was weary yet Love lived to seek	H
So I scaled the dark mountains and wandered sad hearted	G
Over wearier wastes where e'en sunlight was bleak	H
With no rest of the night for my soul waxen weak	H
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With no rest of the night for I waked mid a story	C
Of a land wherein Love is the light and the lord	I
Where my tale shall be heard and my wounds gain a glory	C
And my tears be a treasure to add to the hoard	I
Of pleasure laid up for his people's reward	I
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Ah pleasure laid up Haste then onward and listen	E
For the wind of the waste has no music like this	J
And not thus do the rocks of the wilderness glisten	E
With the host of his faithful through sorrow and bliss	J
My Lord goeth forth now and knows me for his	K

William Morris

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