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Let the first thing express my love to thee
Of love I felt in winter depth, in summer searing
Valor is vying out, of my vagrant vexing feeling
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Yonder is my love, richer than golden fines
Of goddess she's more beyond, and I must told
Uttering, "live with my lovefairer than "goldest" gold"
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