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36915	Norwood, Robert Winkworth	His Lady of the Sonnets			.txt	text/plain	9968	908	97	My heart has known the flame-winged seraphs' song; Gold is the Body thou hast crowned a king; Dear Love is fallen, fallen by my hand! Dear Love, come back, resume your ancient sway O woman, now thy golden day's at morn! Love seeks, as sought each Christ-adoring king, Dreams of the lost, dead days, thy lips and kisses. Yea, I must love thee though I fall and die! Yea, hath my heart become for Love a lyre, Quench with thy lips on mine, O Heart, love's thirst. Heart, soul, feet, hands, eyes, ears, and lips of Paul, thou like a dream in the night thou like a god in his star or Thy God shall avail Thee in vain; Joy in the thought that thy love will not cease Light, and the sound of a song that is love! Thou and thy God can perfect everything! O love that is like fire,	./cache/36915.txt	./txt/36915.txt