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Bruscamente (brusquely)                                                                                   Cupid!   Wingèd cherub warrior Pluck this arrow from my heart! Pierce one more compliant with your Sweet love potion’s little dart! Pesante (sadly)                                                                                                 Leave me empty in my sorrow For my lover has betrothed So at least, until tomorrow, Every form of love is loath Scherzando (playfully)                                                                                   In the morning, I’ll endeavour To uncover unpledged muse Then your little bow and quiver And your arrows I … could use Semplicemente (plainly)                                                                             Sweet paradox – mocks tragedy For love … is love’s sole remedy
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 9:53 AM UTC
Cupid (a love story?)
Bruscamente (brusquely)                                                                                   Cupid!   Wingèd cherub warrior Pluck this arrow from my heart! Pierce one more compliant with your Sweet love potion’s little dart! Pesante (sadly)                                                                                                 Leave me empty in my sorrow For my lover has betrothed So at least, until tomorrow, Every form of love is loath Scherzando (playfully)                                                                                   In the morning, I’ll endeavour To uncover unpledged muse Then your little bow and quiver And your arrows I … could use Semplicemente (plainly)                                                                             Sweet paradox – mocks tragedy For love … is love’s sole remedy
Canadian Spelling Copyright 2003 B.Densham
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 9:53 AM UTC
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