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Song by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Tho' veiled in spires of myrtle-wreath, Love is a sword that cuts its sheath, And thro' the clefts, itself has made, We spy the flashes of the Blade! But thro' the clefts, itself has made, We likewise see Love's flashing blade, By rust consumed or snapt in twain: And only Hilt and Stump remain.
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