If Hands Could Free You Heart
If hands could free you, heart, Where would you fly
Far, beyond every
Of earth this running
Makes desolate
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If hands could free you, heart, Where would you fly
Far, beyond every
Of earth this running
Makes desolate
Love has earth to which she clings
With hills and circling arms about—
Wall within wall to shut fear out.
But Thought has need of no such things,