Mine body is frail love Mine spirit I feeleth soon might be called; Back whence we cameth from, in the mansion and light of God.
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So if mine essence leaveth Meeteth me in ourn secret place; Thou might not rememberest it, tis here thy family, amour', grace.
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So mine queen Jane, O' mine dearest Jane Do not shed none tear's, if tomorrow I'm not here; Ourn amare is eternal, undying, no commercial nor rewinding.
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Empress Jane, there shalt be a poem for thee This is it, just in case, I goeth into eternity; Loveth me, I'll loveth thee, forever we shalt loveth Jane, Queen.