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TWO LOVES
The woman he loved, while he dreamed of her,
Danced on till the stars grew dim,
But alone with her heart, from the world apart,
Sat the woman who loved him.
Danced on till the stars grew dim,
But alone with her heart, from the world apart,
Sat the woman who loved him.
The woman he worshipped only smiled,
When he poured out his passionate love.
But the other somewhere, kissed her treasure most rare,
A book he had touched with his glove.
When he poured out his passionate love.
But the other somewhere, kissed her treasure most rare,
A book he had touched with his glove.
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The woman he loved betrayed his trust,
And he wore the scars for life;
And he cared not, nor knew, that the other was true
But no man called her his wife.
And he wore the scars for life;
And he cared not, nor knew, that the other was true
But no man called her his wife.
The woman he loved trod festal halls,
While they sang his funeral hymn,
But the sad bells tolled, ere the year was old,
For the woman who lovèd him.
While they sang his funeral hymn,
But the sad bells tolled, ere the year was old,
For the woman who lovèd him.
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