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Whenever I have seen that the died fish Thrown on the shore from their own sea Or the webbers in their own web finished And the fellows by themselves their soul did flee By hopelessness like fallen mansion They tired or ignorant make their life end Those my young and forgetted friend And then my dreams and aims tremble Inside thier own frame Upon whom I have dared and shied as bride And played with her faultfull game On my promptness like bird of monsoon And tremble the promises given to my beloved one In her beautiful eyes forever to hide
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