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| Hark! What apparition of divine beauty doth appear before mine wondering eyes? |
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| Thou art more lovely than the dusky jewel twilight. I must embrace thee, maiden fair! |
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| Do not spurn my affections beloved! Alas, I have frightened you with my ardor. |
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| Teach me the gentle path to your heart, sweet butterfly |
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| "For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss" |
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| Ok bye! |





