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[bestfishes]

Lenore.
IT’S A BLESSING AND A CURSE UP HERE
IN OUR HOUSE UPON A HILL,
THOUGH MY EYES MAY SAY YOU’RE ALWAYS NEAR,
I FEEL FARTHER FROM YOU STILL!

Leonard.
HOW I LONG TO STROKE YOUR LOVELY FACE -
WITH A TENDER, ARDENT TOUCH.

Lenore.
HOW I LONG TO GRACE YOUR QUAKING HAND -
WITH THE COMFORT OF MY CLUTCH.

Leonard & Lenore.
AND NO FIRE BURNS AS MUCH,
AS DESIRE UNFULFILLED!

Leonard.
IN OUR LOWLY,

Lenore.
LOUSY.

Leonard.
LONELY.

Leonard & Lenore.
HOUSE ON A HILL.