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this dole crowner gallows me as this mere welking hallowed be
whereupon i trick and train and tire to limn my umbered love in fire
before this noble mare bewrays as i clearly see it all decays
in debile coil of smoke suspires
ay our last orison quickens as we are drumbling near this poize of free
quell me maculate slowly dyer case my remains with sharpened brier
atone me to my throes curtail to dim and fire fields i vail
and my eale's but a slumbering lier
then so lingered here but none to buckle back what had begun
in molten aeons caged desire dared phantasma us much higher
ceased to milch the clover flower neither raindrops no my lover
shall restore what has been done when we're all keeled in freezing sun
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