Thou hast given clefts in my heart
The glance doth me that impact .
Never knew how Cleopatra was beautiful
But could know how the goddess stare.
'tis come to knowledge which made me that impact.
O lady ! O darling ! Mend me
I'm burning bare.
I wish I were to thou in the gala and fair
Thou Could halt and nodus send me
Containing thy avow then and there.
Now in my lonesome I'm invoking thee.
O My paramour see , I'm on my knee
I'm on my knee.
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
Thou hast given clefts in my heart
The glance doth me that impact .
Never knew how Cleopatra was beautiful
But could know how the goddess stare.
'tis come to knowledge which made me that impact.
O lady ! O darling ! Mend me
I'm burning bare.
I wish I were to thou in the gala and fair
Thou Could halt and nodus send me
Containing thy avow then and there.
Now in my lonesome I'm invoking thee.
O My paramour see , I'm on my knee
I'm on my knee.
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