At the Mid Hour of Night
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
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And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore
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Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
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I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
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I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
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