My Love Is Like To Ice by Edmund Spenser (1552-1599)
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It seems that we have always burned,
And frozen within icy glance,
Yet reach for love as fools will do;
Ever hungering for the dance.
A. Murray
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It seems that we have always burned,
And frozen within icy glance,
Yet reach for love as fools will do;
Ever hungering for the dance.
A. Murray
Please click on image to enlarge.
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