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There Is A Lady Sweet And Kind, Thomas Ford's Music Of Sundry Kinds - Poem by Anonymous

THERE is a Lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and doth range,
Her country so my love doth change:
But change she earth, or change she sky,
Yet will I love her till I die.


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  • Rookie Mary Kadlubowski (3/1/2005 2:15:00 PM)

    My lover read this to me. It is lovely beyond words (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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