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THOU ART QUEEN
Thou art queen to every eye,
When the fairest maids convene.
Envy's self can not deny
Thou art queen.
When the fairest maids convene.
Envy's self can not deny
Thou art queen.
In thy step thy right is seen,
In thy beauty pure and high,
In thy grace of air and mien.
In thy beauty pure and high,
In thy grace of air and mien.
Thine unworthy vassal I,
Lay my hands thy hands between;
Kneeling at thy feet I cry
Thou art queen!
Lay my hands thy hands between;
Kneeling at thy feet I cry
Thou art queen!
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