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Book of Songs, Book 3, Say, Love, If ever thou didst find: Say, Love, If ever thou didst find
Sighs, "If our sad eyes": Sighs ("If our sad eyes")
Book of Songs, Book 3, Me, me and none but me: Me, me and none but me
First Book of Songs: Come again, sweet love doth now invite
Now winter nights enlarge
Grief of my best love's absenting
So am I as the rich whose blessed key
Followe thy faire sunne, unhappy shaddowe
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