| Kind and lovely branches
of my beloved plane-tree,
Fate smiles for you.
May thunder, lightning and tempest
never shock your dear peace,
nor the rapacious south wind
come to violate you!
Never was the shade
of any plant
sweeter, dearer,
more agreeable!
Never was the shade
of any plant
sweeter, dearer,
more agreeable!
Sweeter, dearer,
never was the shade
of any plant
sweeter, dearer,
more agreeable,
more agreeable! |
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