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A WHITE DOVE ON A THVNDERCLOVD
A WHITE dove on a thunder-cloud,
A white sail on a sullen sea;
But sail nor dove is white as love
That in sorrow came to me.
A white sail on a sullen sea;
But sail nor dove is white as love
That in sorrow came to me.
The white dove fled, and tempest came;
The white sail vanished from the sea;
But my white dove that is my true love
Can never depart from me.
The white sail vanished from the sea;
But my white dove that is my true love
Can never depart from me.
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