🕦 by 飞艇漏洞超准打法 at 2023-03-27
Songs had soon resounded;Water drawn by bards whose fame
Now Tilly's at the gate.Our homes who'll liberate?Go, loved one, hasten to the gate,And dare the combat straight!
My bodice like snow;The clover to sickle
Ye've now the wages that ye earn'd.
The lily's charms to prize,The heart that fills a bosom true,That is, like me, unsullied too,
Of his lambs some two or three
That the guest's approach they could not name?Ah, they keep me in my cloister drear,
Around your path, and golden fruits bestow'd,We'll seek the coming day with joyous mind!
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