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by Unknown (13th Century)
There are little traits that keep me bound...
I think of nothing else save the bright face of my lady-

Ah me!  Her swan-white throat, her strong chin,
Her fresh laughing mouth which daily seems to say, 
"Come kiss me, love, kiss me once again!

Her regal nose, her smiling grey eyes- 
(That thieve to steal a lovers heart)- 
And her brown tresses that wildly fly. 
Each have wounded me as with a dart

So amorous are these that I deem they will slay me.
Ah God, ah God! Alas, who will save me?


Copyright , 2002, DavidE.Doggett  all rights reserved by the author.
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