Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of melet fall No burning leaf prithee, let no bird call.
Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of melet fall No burning leaf prithee, let no bird call.
A sudden thought strikes me,let us swear an eternal friendship.
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