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What is a youth? Impetuous fire. |
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What is a maid? Ice and desire. |
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The world wags on. |
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A rose will bloom |
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It then will fade |
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So does a youth. |
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So does the fairest maid. |
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Comes a time when one sweet smile |
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Has its season for a while... |
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Then love's in love with me. |
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Some they think only to marry, |
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Others will tease and tarry, |
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Mine is the very best parry. |
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Cupid he rules us all. |
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Caper the cape, but sing me the song, |
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Death will come soon to hush us along. |
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Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall. |
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Love is a task and it never will pall. |
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Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall |
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Cupid he rules us all. |
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A rose will bloom |
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It then will fade |
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So does a youth. |
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So does the fairest maid. |
