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Thursday, April 4, 2013

As you came from the holy land.pt-1

"As you came from the holy land"

As you came from the holy land of jenasingham Met you not with my true love By the way as you came?
How Shall i know your true love That have met many one As i went to the holy lasnd That have come that have gone She is nighter white nor brown But as the heavens fair There is none heath a form so divine In the earth or the air Such an one did i meet good sir Such an angelic face Who like a queen like a nymph did appear By her gate by her grace She hath left me here all alnoe All alnoe as unknown Who sometimes did me lead with her self And me loved  as her own.


What's the cause that She leaves you alone And a new way doth take Who loved you once as her own And her joy did you make? I have loved her all my youth But Now old as you see Love like not the feeling fruit From the withered tree Know that love is A Careless child And Forgets promise past He is blind he is deaf when she list And faith never fast. His disire is a dureless content And trustless  joy He is won with a world of despair And is lost with a toy.

How Shall i know your true love That have met many one As i went to the holy lasnd That have come that have gone She is nighter white nor brown But as the heavens fair There is none heath a form so divine In the earth or the air Such an one did i meet good sir Such an angelic face Who like a queen like a nymph did appear By her gate by her grace She hath left me here all alnoe All alnoe as unknown Who sometimes did me lead with her self And me loved  as her own.


What's the cause that She leaves you alone And a new way doth take Who loved you once as her own And her joy did you make? I have loved her all my youth But Now old as you see Love like not the feeling fruit From the withered tree Know that love is A Careless child And Forgets promise past He is blind he is deaf when she list And faith never fast. His disire is a dureless content And trustless  joy He is won with a world of despair And is lost with a toy.

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