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X. CANZONET III.
When the maid that possesses my heart
Was content at my mansion to stay,
Rapid time was in haste to depart,
And the moments fled laughing away.
Was content at my mansion to stay,
Rapid time was in haste to depart,
And the moments fled laughing away.
But now since I see her not near,
And to seek her is not in my pow'r,
Ev'ry day is as long as a year,
Ev'ry moment as slow as an hour.
And to seek her is not in my pow'r,
Ev'ry day is as long as a year,
Ev'ry moment as slow as an hour.
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Tardy time, thy fleet pinions repair,
To be swifter than ever was known;
Let the hours while I wait for my fair
Dance away upon sandals of down.
To be swifter than ever was known;
Let the hours while I wait for my fair
Dance away upon sandals of down.
But when, her gay fellows among,
At my door my sweet angel appears,
Bid the moments steal softly along,
And lengthen the days into years.
At my door my sweet angel appears,
Bid the moments steal softly along,
And lengthen the days into years.
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