“Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.”
Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Bagatelle
Bagatelle
“Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.”
Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
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