| Shot with a thousand hues |
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| Ah for Adonis! |
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| While ye will |
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| But Ares says he would drag Hephaestus by force |
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| Stand face to face, friend...and unveil the grace in thine eyes |
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| I am not one of revengeful temper, but have a simple mind |
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| Leto and Niobe were friends full dear |
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| Thou and my servant Love |
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| I loved thee once, Atthis, long ago |
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| I have a fair daughter with a form like a golden flower |
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