THE LOVING ONE SPEAKS. AND wherefore sends not The horseman-captain His heralds hither Each day, unfailing? Yet hath he horses, He writes well. He waiteth Tali, And Neski knows he To write with beauty On silken tablets. I`d deem him present, Had I his words. The sick One will not, Will not recover From her sweet sorrow; She, when she heareth That her true lover Grows well, falls sick.SourceThe script ran 0.002 seconds.
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