Àrsaidh Àrsaidh

The first time thou and I meet,
I find thou very attractive and lusty;
But why thou despise my affection and good deed,
A question of heart too massive, am I ugly?
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Alas! Thy beauty mesmerizes me,
That is something I fear;
Many differences we see,
That will always bring tears.
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Alas! Why thou still exist,
In every one of us;
When our hearts can not resist,
More and more strong thou flush.
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Alas! Why thou look so scared,
When thou see my shadow passing by;
As if I was too filthy and hideous to dare,
But it is not a matter as long as thou not cry.
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Alas! All the beautiful moments nearly end,
When we leave each other apart;
A transient globe we have spent,
Never be forgotten in our hearts.
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My fair lady! Look how shallow thou are,
And sacrificed thy self for infinite fancies;
But when thy unfulfilled fantasies fly too far,
Thou are doomed in everlasting lunacies.
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Friend or foe, it makes no difference now,
When mortality embraced us;
Our fallen souls are like snow,
An eternity graced in the dust.
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Love oh love; I insisted thou leave,
Away-away with thy flimsy romance so far;
With thou my bosom hard to breathe,
Who leads my eyes, pour tears, and cry.
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Where is the globe that so peaceful and hush,
Dying under the shadow of a wretch named Bush.

A New World order against the terror,
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Thy grace, thy beauty unlasting boon,
Part of wicked vanity unseen;
Indeed, thou will realize soon,
When thy sense finally keen.
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O my companion, what should I do,
To make you happy in blue!

I can only offer amity to you,
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