They Haunt Me—her Lutes And Her Forests; No Beauty On Earth I See But Shadowed With That Dreams Recalls

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They haunt me—her lutes and her forests; No beauty on earth I see But shadowed with that dreams recalls Her loveliness to me: Still eyes look coldly upon me, Cold voices whisper and say— "He is crazed with the spell of far Arabia, They have stolen his wits away."

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13.10.2025 23:25

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