Yankee bedecked love

Bedeck me if you shall;

bedeck me if you can;

bedeck me forever if that is 

your will; and if it is not let 

d-

e-

e-

friendship remain

where the tasting of 

mind reminds but does 

not return us to 

the tasting of that skin that

once illuminated by

candle light did 

bring so much bright-

ness into a whirled so

formally 

dim.

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