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Candle Light
Candle fire, candle bright
Scent of berries in the night
Strumming lyre of the heart
Bring Thy mask unto my sight
Call forth maidens, call them quick
Bring then candles, light the wicks
Dine this night upon my heart
Pick and sing then, strum the lick
‘Tis a feast then, this here hour
Let the joy in our hearts flower
Let the lyrics light these halls
And all these sorrows may devour
Oh blessed, truth, Thy radiance
come shine on me, and with me dance
Let me not be, this flickering night
Oh candle light cease not Thy trance
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