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The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix forever with a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by law devine in one another's being mingle;- Why not i with thine?
See the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea; What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me
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