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You heart is but a chandelier,
Your soul a crystal fine;
Together they will shed the light
Of joy which you devine.
Should sadness, God forbid, descend
Upon you dark and grim,
The light of both the chandelier
And crystal shall grow dim.
But should some prince, or daring knight,
With fond and tender care,
Remove the dross of tarnished tears
From such a precious ware:
Be sure, my daughter, your delight
Will cheer his noble rue;
His spirit lifted high and bright
Shall be a crown for you.
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