GUESS-GUESS.
{"character_count": 669, "word_count": 137, "ccnet_language_score": [0.9124000072479248], "ccnet_perplexity": [2004.699951171875], "fasttext_language": ["en"]}
love a maid, mystic maid,


Whose form no eyes but mine can see;
She comes in light, she comes in shade,


And beautiful in both is she.
Her shape in dreams l off behold,


And oft she whispers in my ear
Such words as when TO others told,


Awake the sigh or wiring the tear =
Then guess. guess, who she,
The lady Of my love, may be.
find the lustre of her brow,


Come DER ME in my darkest ways;
And feel as if her voice, ev'n now,


Were echoing far off my lays.
There is no scene of JOY or VOC


But she doth gild with influence bright;
And shed o'er all so rich glow


As makes ev'n tears seem full OF light:
Then guess, guess, who she,
The lady Of my love, may De.