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LOVE'S HYBLA by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: MY THOUGHTS FLY TO THEE, AS THE BEES
Last Line: WOULD FILL ITS WINTRY CELLS.
Subject(s): LOVE;
MY thoughts fly to thee, as the bees
To find their favorite flower;
Then home, with honeyed memories
Of many a fragrant hour:

For with thee is the place apart
Where sunshine ever dwells,
The Hybla, whence my hoarding heart
Would fill its wintry cells.



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