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Now Lift Me Close

NOW LIFT ME CLOSE.

NOW lift me close to your face till I whisper, What you are holding is in reality no book, nor part  
 of a book; It is a man, flush'd and full-blooded—it is I—So long! —We must separate awhile—Here! take from my lips  
 this kiss; Whoever you are, I give it especially to you; So long!—And I hope we shall meet again.
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