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Never season was more fit , Never room more apt for it ; Smiling air allows my reason ; These birds sing ; now use the season . This small wind which so sweet is , See how it the leaves doth kiss ; Each tree in his best attiring , Sense ...
Never season was more fit , Never room more apt for it ; Smiling air allows my reason ; These birds sing ; now use the season . This small wind which so sweet is , See how it the leaves doth kiss ; Each tree in his best attiring , Sense ...
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Never seek to tell thy love * NEVER seek to tell thy love , Love that never told can be ; For the gentle wind does move Silently , invisibly . I told my love , I told my love , I told her all my heart ; Trembling , cold , in ghastly ...
Never seek to tell thy love * NEVER seek to tell thy love , Love that never told can be ; For the gentle wind does move Silently , invisibly . I told my love , I told my love , I told her all my heart ; Trembling , cold , in ghastly ...
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Had we never lov'd sae kindly , Had we never lov'd sae blindly , Never met or never parted , We had ne'er been broken - hearted . Fare thee weel , thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel , thou best and dearest !
Had we never lov'd sae kindly , Had we never lov'd sae blindly , Never met or never parted , We had ne'er been broken - hearted . Fare thee weel , thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel , thou best and dearest !
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