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A Love Song

From The Topeka State Journal, November 4, 1914. By Harriet Monroe.

Your love is like a blue, blue wave
    The little rainbows play in.
Your love is like a mountain cave
    Cool shadows darkly stay in.

It thrills me like great gales at war,
    It soothes like softest singing.
It bears me, where clear rivers are
    With reeds and rushes swinging;
Or out to pearly shores afar
    Where temple bells are ringing.

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