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still thirteen years
daughter, thou art come to die
those black eyes i once so praised
he's gone
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
let us pity those who are better off than we are
in an old chamber softly lit
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
i know what you're going to say

 



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