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Recall

 WHAT call may draw thee back again,
 Lost dove, what art, what charm may please?
The tender touch, the kiss, are vain,
 For thou wert lured away by these.
Oh, must we use the iron hand, And mask with hate the holy breath, With alien voice give love’s command, As they through love the call of death?

Poem by George William Russell
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