Mary kept the belt of love, and oh, but she was gay!
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Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods
And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting,
For fear of little men.
Scarcely a tear to shed;
Hardly a word to say;
The end of a Summer's day;
Sweet Love is dead.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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