And scents odoriferous more than the perfumes of Arabian knights
Faded not as the sunrise dovetails into sunset
As the eclipses of elliptical oval boomerang on the gravities of the Cosmos
Love riding through deepest passion makes the suitor perceives the truest ado
Filching the barren womb to consecrate its filthiest gown
To abdicate its barrenness from the fringes of nature wit
And be thronged with the nature 's increase cast over its browbeat of shallow shore
Then dance the dance of Mazurka for the jubilation of the sunny times.
Travails across the despair,knoweth not they who scorn the jubilants,
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