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RONDEAU.
(Irregular.)
Hadst thou loved me, I had not sown
Waste fens with holiest love, nor quailed
At sorrow: sin I had not known
Hadst thou loved me.
Waste fens with holiest love, nor quailed
At sorrow: sin I had not known
Hadst thou loved me.
With ankles winged my feet had scaled
The peaks that mock me left alone,
Not battled with the world, and failed.
The peaks that mock me left alone,
Not battled with the world, and failed.
Yea, like Noah's dove I had not flown
Shrieking abroad where wild winds wailed
And found no place to call mine own,
Hadst thou loved me.
Shrieking abroad where wild winds wailed
And found no place to call mine own,
Hadst thou loved me.
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