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Ah take these songs my love, long time forgiven,
Songs thou shalt never see,
Yet let them stand as a token that I am shriven,
As thou by me?
Songs thou shalt never see,
Yet let them stand as a token that I am shriven,
As thou by me?
The wrong is old, perchance could I approach thee,
Eye speak to eye, who knows?—
It should fade as a mist—ah well, I cannot reproach thee—
He reaps who sows.
Eye speak to eye, who knows?—
It should fade as a mist—ah well, I cannot reproach thee—
He reaps who sows.
Thou lovedst me once and I am still thy lover
Fain of thee as of old
Fain of thy lips and thy locks that did ever hover
Twixt brown and gold
Fain of thee as of old
Fain of thy lips and thy locks that did ever hover
Twixt brown and gold
Ay woe is me
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