Com meu amor, aprendi a colecionar pores do sol
"Niceia, for whom my love is deep,
I swear, and on my honor too
that just the very sight of you
So moves me that, I cannot sleep
But if, despite what I protest,
In reffence to my troubled rest.
You still believe that I pretend,
This evening come with me to bed,
And you will learn my skeptic friend;
The truthfulness of what I said."
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