The Topmost Bough
Don't you love me now,
After all my sighing,
Swearing to you how
I'm dying, dying, dying?
Don't you love me now,
After I have set you
On love's topmost bought?—
God, then, I'll forget you.
After all my sighing,
Swearing to you how
I'm dying, dying, dying?
Don't you love me now,
After I have set you
On love's topmost bought?—
God, then, I'll forget you.
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