Scents and perfumes
Trills my alacrity
You cannot elsewhere
Compare
In broken cruss of vacuous herald
When the flames of kindles verdict
And afima of effeverscent sentry
Not waned by prejudice and illomened foxes
Beautiful roses evermore endears
To golden hills
My grace beyond me
More than sufficient eternal pulls
Graces the halcyon times
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