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Parting with lover .
Fond are my feelings,yet unfeeling I feign,
Before our wine cups,we merry make in vain .
So hurtful, the candle,our parting it grieves,
and in tears it melts ,till the skylight again .
In hope of meeting again after some time .
Before our wine cups,we merry make in vain .
So hurtful, the candle,our parting it grieves,
and in tears it melts ,till the skylight again .
In hope of meeting again after some time .
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