What joy it will be to seek that day,
For love of God, that inn afar,
And, if she wishes, rest, I say,
Near her, though I come from afar,
For words fall in a shower
When distant lover has the power,
With gentle heart, joy to realise.
For love of God, that inn afar,
And, if she wishes, rest, I say,
Near her, though I come from afar,
For words fall in a shower
When distant lover has the power,
With gentle heart, joy to realise.
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