My lady, I’ve got so many questions for you. Why is Yeats such a great poet. Why is our wonderful song got two Sharps. Why would you want your only son to die, if you really love him? ... Could I live with you? Can I ...love you? My choice, my lady.
90% Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.
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