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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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