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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naino me kajal
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Pyar ka mitha dariya
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प्यार का मीठा दरिया है,पुक
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To Harriet
Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?The Cake Of Friendship
Preheat the oven of love
With plenty of secrets and hugs.
Mix in g
aalu or kachalu
आलू कचालूआलू कचालू बेटा कहाँ गए थे,
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It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
No More Sadness
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
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