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Part Three: Love

 
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Wild nights—Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
 
Futile—the winds—
To a Heart in port—
Done with the Compass—
Done with the Chart!
 
Rowing in Eden—
Ah—the Sea!
Might I but moor—tonight –
In thee!
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