I soothe I lend a gracious ear
Your sobbing, somehow sexual
Come to my bosom. The help I bring
Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thingOh, cruel love, when held by you
My sanity does flyYou lie there mourning with looks of desire
T is beauty when you cryDrink my grieving love
Desire and wine go well
Sleep, I'll watch over you
Relief? Time will tell
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