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EXILE.
Des voluptés intérieures
Le sourire mystérieux.
Victor Hugo.
A common folk I walk among;
I speak dull things in their own tongue:
But all the while within I hear
A song I do not sing for fear—
How sweet, how different a thing!
And when I come where none are near
I open all my heart and sing.
