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Guido, I wish that you and Lapo and I |
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Could be taken by magic and placed in a boat |
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Where every rising swell |
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Would sweep us at our will across the sky |
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Then tempest never, or weather dire |
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Could ever make our blissful living cease |
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No, but abiding in a steady, blessed peace |
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Together in harmony |
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And Lady Vanna and Lagia then |
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She who looms the thirty best |
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Would join us at the enchanter's behest |
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And there we'd talk of love without an end |
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To make those ladies happy in the sky |
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With Lapo enchanted too, and you and I |
