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He comes, O bliss! Fly swiftly, you winds, You odorous breezes, And tell him how long I've waited for this!
O happy that night, When sunk on your breast, Your kisses fast falling, And drunken with love, My troth I did plight.
Again my sweet friend Embrace me close. Yes, heaven does bless us, And now you have won My love without end.
Yehudah HaLevi
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