Your voice so tender steeple sweet
Appease your offering to my ears
And pinch my heart in ripple grace
To offer me a double times
Your facial petal beauty pitch
Begrime my wicked liquid heart
That despite all played wrongfull script
Yet constant I'll represcribe you
Your fairness doth restore my sight
A white soot that restrict dark light
Such laser boundary to my act
Refresh my death to rightful life
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