"In your eyes (I can still see the look of the one) I can still see the look Of the one who really loves me (II can still..."
"Much ado there was, God wot; He woold love, and she woold not, She sayd, "Never man was trewe;" He sayes, "None was fals..."
"What mad lover ever dy'd, To gain a soft and gentle bride? Or for a lady tender-hearted, In purling streams or hemp depa..."
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