Racconti di Canterbury, I
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Lead me to my garden, my lovely garden
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I shall never see it again
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Poor January, led off to be deceived
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But I forbid it, for I shall
give him back his sight...

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...so that he can see her treachery
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You can if you wish, but if you do
I shall give her the power of words

:21:52
Don't be angry, I give
up. But I gave my word...

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...and kings must keep their word
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I am a queen, and like
you I will keep my word

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And you, my dear, must
not be angry with me

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Are we there, my love?
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Come now, lie on the
grass, my sweet little wife

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Body sweeter than
wine, doe-eyed delight

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My belly...
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I so long to eat those lovely
mulberries up on the tree

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Sweet, fruitful wife, there is
no boy here to climb the tree

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Never mind, come over here
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Careful, my dear. Do not hurt yourself
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Yes, that's it. Very good.
I'd give my blood to help you


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