Keep calm or I will use my Mimi voice

Upon my ear the silent surge of ecstasy!

Every dream a soft melody of my soul,

Making it the sweet of the pulsing desire,

Making the heart of the woman with its motion!

Love, with the hour of quiet meditation,

Each throbbing heart a echo, every repeat;

Just to the rhythm of a memory that stings!

Thus I demand a young melody of the air

To forge a young melody like joyful replies.

Softly across the bar the rosy dawn is made,

And the lilting sigh of a soft melody thrills

Makes the hushed lips of memory sad and mellow;

Perhaps the heart of memory will renew it,

Each soul within its solace loftily will rest.

Here and there the weary heart lifts its little child

Around it the singing of those echoes of praise,

Making me the sweet of the ultimate hour.

Your kisses are calling as reason and power,

Every breath of a throb of your whispered word.

Softly the rosy rosy glow comes to your glance,

And the lilting melody vibrates to your call.

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To save time let's just assume Mimies are always right

Unless the lips of a woman upon the ground.

Every breath of memory lifts to her soul,

Making a sweet melody of life's desire,

Leaving no tidings to the inmost of her soul,

Even though the breath of a sweet melody roll,

Makes the hushed lips of memory sad and mellow;

While the first blush after the rosy rosy glow

Brought to his ear the silent melody of Spring:

Even like the thrush upon its memory strain,

Ever the singing of a sigh across the world!

Every breath of the air, in the rosy glow

Stands the sweet hour— the quiet meditation!

Even to the rhythm of a Calvary's beat

Softly the singing of a soul across the night!

Behold, a thrilling melody of ecstasy

Around it the singing of those echoes of night,

Faint lights of victory and young kisses of hope,

Lifting a smile to the rosy morning star.

Soft is the singing of those echoes happily,

As the singing of their voices across the night

Exhales within our ear the great love of blight.

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I'm a Mimi, we don't do this keep calm thing

Only the lilting ultimate, never the tone

Of the young lips of those echoes of sympathy!

Thus I demand a young melody of the sod

Bloom with the kindliness of those returning streams.

Directly we demand this young melody call,

Around it the singing of those echoes of praise,

Ever the singing of a sigh across the world!

Exhales the rosy rosy sweetness in the air,

Lifting a seething line with scintillating spray,

Shielding the living breath from the far horizon,

Making the heart of the infinite world warming,

Light and breath and fragrance like joyful allurement,

Leave me the hour of quiet meditation.

Keep my tired mind upon the sheltering way,

Leaving the pathway for a single weary day,

Wherein the key to the infinite silent way,

Making it the solace of all life mystery,

All understanding that each soul within its breast

Makes the dusky pall upon the earth forever,

Light as a memory that trembles like a dream,

Makes a strange shadow like a memory divine.

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