A deep enigmatic pathence,
Brown curly shows their presence.
A beauro wrinkle above the eyebrow,
May the meloncholy on to grow, on to grow.
A scowl sensibilities attunes the scene,
As in beautiful light serene.
How I seek panaygric of her,
As she is not free from morose temper...
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