"I have no riches but my thoughts, Yet these are wealth enough for me

What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,That my songs do not show me at all?For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,I am an answer, they are only a call
What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,That my songs do not show me at all?For they...
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