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Runnel of my heart
Tremble my heart for unknown fear,
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Thou art in me as runnel and my mind pensive and plaintive, arrayed in thee as redolence in fast fading bloom.
Tremble my heart for unknown fear, Thou hast prescinded thy peeper for my distemper, Thy eyelid is my Zion and the church of my heart, Thy shredded look and dubious visage art grim and gruesome to my amative tenor, beau of thy feature,
For God sake, obey thy heart and listen to the pant and pulsation of my bust that oscillates in thy name.