Pete's Songs in a Bottle
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Fain
open thine eyes and thou shalt see
that which is thine eternally
never shall I a wand'rer be
fain do I sing my love for thee
were cruel misfortune to befall
yet would I be fair rich withal
safe with thy love for surety
fain do I sing my love for thee
perchance there be those
who deem that the rose
surpasseth all earthly beauty
there be not on earth
a thing of such worth
as that which thou renderst unto mine eyes
by morning light soft
thy countenance oft
in bountiful gold is bathéd
my pleasure betide
to lie at thy side
and gaze on my love as my heart doteth
gentle thy face and soft thy hair
naught doth this earth present more fair
verily sweet thy company
fain do I sing my love for thee
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