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My love i gave for hate, not long my days will be. My curses lie on him that loves her after me. Calm eye and golden head, speech sweet as cuckoo's stave; to brows drawn fine as thread my love for hate i gave. White tongue and lips of red, kind tongue and gentle gait, 'tis sad it should be said - my love i gave for hate. |
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