High Falcon & Other Poems/Song

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Wind blows over the heartBut the heart is fast in the breast,So only give a sigh after the wind.A heart that is pinned to the windTurns in the side without rest.
Or if you will bear in mindThe stream and the swan gone,Scattering from its cold plumage the drops of the foam,Then liken the heart ratherTo the stream sailed of a swan.
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