Note 146 — Chapter XX · THE IDYLLISTS.
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Now rests the deep, now rest the wandering winds, But in my heart the anguish will not rest, While for his love I pine who stole my sweetness, And made me less than virgin among maids.
Reading edition
Now rests the deep, now rest the wandering winds, But in my heart the anguish will not rest, While for his love I pine who stole my sweetness, And made me less than virgin among maids.