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Unhappy Love 97
Her cherry cheeks and ruby lips lost their former dye; She fell into my arms all on the mountains high.
4 I had but kissed her once or twice when she came to again. She then rebuked me, saying, "Kind sir, pray tell your name." "It's wrote in ancient history..... |
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And when you come to look for me, perhaps you'll not me find, But I'll be in my castle, and call for Rinordine." |
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