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POEM: VERSES
    to tune of t;Si tu senora no ducles de mi.quot;

    O fair! O s!  my tongue,  I conceived; For it ung. No! tongue to roof be cleaved, Fearing lest ised be,  and soul do sing in me.

    O fair! O s!  accord excellet in sucy takes. Since truto all minds tellet in t and soul do sing in me.

    O fair! O s! aineto see w fair sigo sing alway:

    So t  and soul do sing in me.

    O fair! O s!  I am at ease, For because my c singeto s disease: For no dumbness, nor deatay to true loves melody:  and soul do sing in me.
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