Faint with love, the Lady of the South
Lay in the paradise of Lebanon
Under a heaven of cedar boughs: the drouth
Of love was on her lips; the light was gone
Out of her eyes--
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I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong.
by John Vance Cheney
My heart, you happy wandered
Along the sunny hill,
All day a-singing, singing,
As the happy shepherd will.
The friendly blue of heaven
Looked on you from above;