I’ve learned to say it carelessly, So no one else can see By any little look or sign How dear it is to me. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> But ,oh, the thrill, as though your kissed My tingling finger-tips Each time the golden syllables Fall lightly from my lips! |
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