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I know not by what power I'm made bold. But still you flout my insufficiency. The more my prayers, the lesser is my grace.
          	My ear shall catch your voice. My eye your eye.
          	My tongue shall catch your tongue's sweet melody.
          	My tongue, your tongue. Were the world mine.

I_Like_Reading_247

I know not by what power I'm made bold. But still you flout my insufficiency. The more my prayers, the lesser is my grace.
          My ear shall catch your voice. My eye your eye.
          My tongue shall catch your tongue's sweet melody.
          My tongue, your tongue. Were the world mine.