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THE WRECKAGE

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes,
    And I out in the storm,
And lo! the night had taken wings;
    I dream me safe and warm.

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes,
    A wreckers' light for me;
My heart is broken on the rocks;
    I perish in the sea.

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