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I have deserved all tounges to speak their bitterness over me |
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The lake of my treasures darken, being blown with the wind |
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I have deserved all tounges to speak their bitterness over me |
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The lake of my treasures darken, being blown with the wind |
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As the earth does weep, the sun being set |
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Each flower moistened like a... like a melting eye |
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I have deserved all tounges to speak their bitterness over me |
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The lake of my treasures darken, being blown with the wind |
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Her circled eye enforced by sympathy |
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Of those fair suns set in her mistress sky |
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Who in a salt-waved ocean quence their light |
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Which makes the maid weep like the dewy night |
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Grief dallied with no law or limit knows |
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Deep woes roll silent like gentle wind |
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Behold the thorns hidden under each rose |
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Distress like dumps when |
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Time is kept with tears |
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I have deserved all tounges to speak their bitterness over me |
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The lake of my treasures darken, eternally !!! |
