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My love of her was but a dream,
a reflection, a sorry fake
of she I love, of all I dream,
the loveliest, who crushed the snake.
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The winging words of wild youth,
a song sung she, her voice so soft,
no higher hymn heard he in truth,
than tune she trilled from tower loft.
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The Ivory Tower

My love of her was but a dream,
a reflection, a sorry fake
of she I love, of all I dream,
the loveliest, who crushed the snake.

A mother fair, the purest spouse,
temple of he whose death has brought
such sweet relief, the dead has roused,
eternal life our savior wrought!

His mother fair, my Lady wise,
her rosy cheeks, radiant glow!
She is my help, she is my prize,
the Morning Star, Mystical Rose!

Her knight I am, her lowly serf.
My bended knee is on the turf.

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