Edward
VY is my trembling heart, mine own love, my dearest,
Heavy as the hearts whose love is poured in vain;
All the bright day I watch till thou appearest,
All the long night I dream of thee again
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VY is my trembling heart, mine own love, my dearest,
Heavy as the hearts whose love is poured in vain;
All the bright day I watch till thou appearest,
All the long night I dream of thee again
Delirious Bulldogs; -- echoing
My daughter, -- green as summer grass; --The long supine Plebeian ass,
The nasty crockery boring falls; --Tom-Moory Pathos; -- all things bare, --With such a turket
such a hen
VE the warp, and weave the woof,
The winding-sheet of Edward's race
Give ample room, and verge
The characters of hell to trace