Song (“All my love for my sweet…”)

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All my love for my sweet
I bared one day to her.
Carelessly she took it
And like a conqueror.
She bowed the neck of my soul
To fit it to her yoke,
And bridled the lips of Song—
Fear within me awoke!

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