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She leans upon his breast
and kisses the place on his chest,
Beneath which lies a beating thing,
Weeping quiet tears but saying:
These drops are not tokens of my pity -
Verily they are shed for the sight of beauty;
For when you speak your heart shines through,
And its light moves me more than any precious jewel.
and kisses the place on his chest,
Beneath which lies a beating thing,
Weeping quiet tears but saying:
These drops are not tokens of my pity -
Verily they are shed for the sight of beauty;
For when you speak your heart shines through,
And its light moves me more than any precious jewel.
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Some people just have kind, caring hearts. They often don't overestimate themselves, but the kindness of any heart is a balm for the inner eye.
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