| You breathe my name with passionate desire But I cannot hear you A promise yours of undying, true love No longer endears you I clung, not heeding reason, to a dream You could not realize I begged for freedom, your merciful grace And froze by your cruel eyes Once-tender words are only wasted now Trained arrows without aim No time now for futile tears, lusty sighs Unyielding pride to blame. |
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