Theocritus lyrics
Bucolic Poem 11
Oh my love is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
Oh my love is like the melody,
That's sweetly sung in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonn...
The Sorceress lyrics
Where are the bay-leaves, Thestylis, and the charms?
Fetch all; with fiery wool the cauldron crown;
Let glamour win me back my false lord's heart!
Twe...
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