Sir Knight of words Poems

Tis springs sweet song that ringeth bells
as swallows swarm oer hill and dell
and cast a mighty warning knell
to winters storms and tempests,
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My lady of the midnight skies
with tender heart and starstruck eyes
I thinkest of ye by the moon
and hopest I returneth soon,
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I had a vision
a thought in my mind
that all men and women
were equal in kind
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Come, come sweet bird of paradise
thou playest with mine heart
though this old crow delighted so
believeth it black art
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