Sunday, April 15, 2012

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I AM young and fain to sing
In this happy tide of spring
Of love and many a gentle thing,
I wander through green meadows dight
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Giovanni Boccaccio
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Dr Antony Theodore 27 March 2020

As other women's are, but glad And tender; in so fond a wise They seek my love that he replies By coming hither, and so gives Delight to her who in him lives Yet almost wept: " Come, for hope dies." a very fine poem. tony

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