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1. Sweetheart, thy lips are touched with flame
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2. Sings the nightingale to the rose
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3. The rose leans over the pool
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4. Love's like a summer rose
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5. As in waves without number
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6. Dear love, when in thine arms
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Was I not thine when Allah spoke the word
Which formed from smoke the sky?
Were not our two hearts one
When heaven heard the stars,
The first faint stars reply?
Were not our twin hearts one,
When heaven heard the stars,
The first faint stars reply?
Canst thou then doubt that while the ages roll
Our being one shall be?
As flame and light are one, so is my soul
One, o my love, with thee,
As flame and light are one, so is my soul with thee,
One with thee, One with thee.
The ebbing star floods of the Judgment day
Shall leave my heart still thine
And Paradise itself shall fade away
Ere I thy love resign.
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8. In mead where roses bloom
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9. Sister fairest, why art thou sighing
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Oh, let the night speak of me,
For day knows not how breaks with woe my heart;
Day knows not how I mournful stray,
Weeping for thee, so dear thou art.
The sad night weeps with me,
And lays her tear wet cheek against my own;
Although I walk in sunlit ways,
Still doth my heart in darkness moan.
The night shall speak of me
And say all things to thee I dare not show;
And to thy dreams my love display,
Till thou art melted by my woe.
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11. I said to the wind of the south
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12. Were I a prince Egyptian
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