Love has made me a Fool of her's,
A child in heart and will.
Love has made me a Fool of her's,
Till Death the eyes fulfill.
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A man sat alone, upon the stone,
And his sight he casted upon the sea.
Far, far behind this lies his home.
His eyes were gloom, the dreariest I ever seen;
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Wandering around the forbidden land
Around the shadows and the shade
Through bushy path and stony steps
Broken steps and meandering strides
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While I sail deep through these dark troubled sea;
Across the immerse browness of your eyes;
Within these tear-filled pools that entrained me,
Through and through this cold fiery ball of wiles.
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Fair and White;
With god-like pose of the Amazon;
Wrestling the waves,
And the sea bows at her feet.
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Love has got me running around
A field of wild flowers,
She keeps elluding me.
In the hearts of the wilderness,
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Life, -a dark maiden; she is far from fair
With long a leg, yet short the same
Sometimes she crawls, sometimes she runs like hare
Or a game.
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The starless night is full of broken dreams,
Of unsung heroes and funeral hymns.
The sea is bereft of its blue-like grace,
Shadowed by the moon's grey and gloomy face;
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Where does the wave rest for the night,
the rushing stream at dusk.
what does my heart beat for,
if not for the dance which she alone can attempt.
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