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Thou didst great love tonight, dear'st consort of I. I pray thou'st lovely new light Upon this world we lie. Thou didst great awe in my life thou did, my dear'st love. Thou'st remove'd all pain and strife like a plot of lovely foxglove. Thou didst me greatest service thou fought our suffering pain. Alas, thou wasn't nervous to fight it in pelting rain. Thou granted me great love This I cannot deny we fit like bevy'd doves Upon our Lord's graceful Eye.
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Apr 9
Apr 9, 2026 at 10:27 PM UTC
I prithee lovely rest.
Thou didst great love tonight, dear'st consort of I. I pray thou'st lovely new light Upon this world we lie. Thou didst great awe in my life thou did, my dear'st love. Thou'st remove'd all pain and strife like a plot of lovely foxglove. Thou didst me greatest service thou fought our suffering pain. Alas, thou wasn't nervous to fight it in pelting rain. Thou granted me great love This I cannot deny we fit like bevy'd doves Upon our Lord's graceful Eye.
This is a really mediocre attempt at archaic / shakespearian poetry. I tried to write a rhyme scheme for it but it's hk **** if you don't know, a Foxglove is a kind of flower quite pretty imo.
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Apr 9
Apr 9, 2026 at 10:27 PM UTC
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