How gorgeous a death of love can be!
Sweet Greeks’ caress seemed thirsty,
Drinking bloody wine of my fair love,
And I am desperately too exhausted.
There is no wine for you as though
I gave it all, and blink insight my brain-
You were too simple for my love abuse
Forgive me God my sin against the Truth
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