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though love repine, and reason chafe
through the broad earth's aching breast
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
i have heard that a certain princess
their beautiful hair
she might have known it in the earlier spring
gaily through the fields we danced
she heard the children playing in the sun
why then, must we see?

 



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