My love was warm; for that I crossed
My love was warm; for that I crossed
The mountains and the sea,
Nor counted that endeavour lost
That gave my love to me.
If that indeed were love at all
As still, my love, I trow,
By what dear name am I to call
The bond that holds me now?
The mountains and the sea,
Nor counted that endeavour lost
That gave my love to me.
If that indeed were love at all
As still, my love, I trow,
By what dear name am I to call
The bond that holds me now?
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