| Had I control o'er her, the dear Tormentor |
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| O burnish well the mirror of thy heart |
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| The Eyes of the narcissus win new light |
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| No fault is thine, Beloved, I do not blame thee |
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| Tansen |
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| O Lovely One, when to the ravished sight |
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| Kismet |
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| What happiness is to the lover left |
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| To whom shall I relate |
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| Mine eyes were shut |
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