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in your arms was still delight
it tells of good old times
for truth, for love
i have heard that a certain princess
my true love from her pillow rose
doubtless i remember still
the saddest of the year
if i should die, think only this of me
as i lie roofed in, screened in
though i am little as all little things
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
just as my fingers on these keys

 



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