to tune of a Neapolitan Villanel.

        All my seness gai enc thee, like heaven, I loved.

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        Nor tness sour is deemed; t eemed; Reason    but hey proved.

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        No more in tness glory, For tting    to be no more t to vie ture be found true.

        oe to me, alas, s folly creepeto blaspc yield to t I blame eness is.

        Sness! sly pardon folly; tie me, ive wholly:

        ords!    O he less.
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