My fairest child ,I have no song to give you No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey
Yet, ere we part, one lesson l can leave you
For everyday.
Be good, sweet maid,and let who will be clever
Do noble things, not dream them all day long
And so make life, death and that vast forever one grand ,sweet song.
Yet, ere we part, one lesson l can leave you
For everyday.
Do noble things, not dream them all day long
And so make life, death and that vast forever one grand ,sweet song.
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