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16535	Cawein, Madison Julius	Myth and Romance: Being a Book of Verses			.txt	text/plain	16693	1747	96	Like morning's rose, mantling her brow and breast: Went with me like a presence and a dream. Thy door,--like some brown, honest hand of toil, The sun, like a king in armor, breathing splendor from feet to hair, Of love that leans upon the past's sweet days Lo, like love, she comes again, And, lo, when the moon, like a great gold bloom I see her waiting, like the soul of music, O eyes and lips, that haunt my soul forever! All night hath thy loving mother, Like love they touch me, through the years that sever, She stood; love's dreams in girlhood's face and eyes, And grace of love, like a rose-crowned queen Yea, why I love thee let my heart repeat: Of scorn for hearts that love like mine.-And my heart is a bloom, like the red rose shows The star-like shapes of Beauty, Truth, and Love.	./cache/16535.txt	./txt/16535.txt