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THE RING
Father.And who was he with such love-drunken eyesThey made a thousand honey moons of one?
Miriam.The prophet of his own, my Hubert—hisThe words, and mine the setting. 'Air and Words,'Said Hubert, when I sang the song, 'are brideAnd bridegroom.' Does it please you?
Father.Mainly, child,Because I hear your Mother's voice in yours.She———, why, you shiver tho' the wind is westWith all the warmth of summer.
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