If the world were mine to give
And you were mine to keep
I’d give you all the mountains high
And all the waters deep
And every sunlit meadow
And all the birds in flight
And every soft, sweet springtime rain
And every starlit winter’s night
I’d wrap them all in moonlight
And lay them at your feet
If only they were mine to give
If only you were mine to keep
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And by and by my Soul returned to me, And answered "I Myself amd Heav'n and Hell"
Omar Khayyam
