Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee
Bashful, sip thy jasmines
As the fainting bee
Reaching late his flower
Round her chamber hums
Counts his nectars -alights
And is lost in balms!
Lips unused to thee
Bashful, sip thy jasmines
As the fainting bee
Reaching late his flower
Round her chamber hums
Counts his nectars -alights
And is lost in balms!
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