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You are a most steep cliff for me to scale
Your craggy rocks
Make me climb
Beyond my reach

 

You are a most beguiling cliff for me to dream
Filmy mists rioting all over your chest
With dimness before my eyes
Leading me lost in your conjuries

 

Oh, the cliff!
What power could possess you to rouse from slumber
The indulgent one dissolved in your stony tomb
From your bleak forehead
Comes a fringe of green bud