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VILLANELLE OF LOVELAND
Loveland is fair to see,
Of all kind havens best,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Of all kind havens best,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Here flowers bloom for thee,
Thy feet are rose-caressed,
Loveland is fair to see.
Thy feet are rose-caressed,
Loveland is fair to see.
The violets shall be
Thy soft and fragrant nest,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Thy soft and fragrant nest,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Thou shalt not lack for glee,
Here life is but a jest;
Loveland is fair to see.
Here life is but a jest;
Loveland is fair to see.
None shall be glad as we;
Ah, grant me my behest,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Ah, grant me my behest,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
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Now would I ask my fee,
Thy red heart I request;
Loveland is fair to see,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Thy red heart I request;
Loveland is fair to see,
Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
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