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"And love is shelter from the rain,
And scowling stormy skies;
Who casts of love must break his heart,
And rue it till he dies"
And scowling stormy skies;
Who casts of love must break his heart,
And rue it till he dies"
And then he hugged himself and grinned,
And laughed, "Ha, ha," for glee;
But those who watched knew he was mad,
And shudderèd to see.
And laughed, "Ha, ha," for glee;
But those who watched knew he was mad,
And shudderèd to see.
And some made shift to go to him,
But there was in his eye
What made each man to turn aside
To let his neighbor by.
But there was in his eye
What made each man to turn aside
To let his neighbor by.
His mother in a satin gown
Was fain to go to him,
But his lips curled back like a gray wolf's fang,
When the huntsmen blow to him.
Was fain to go to him,
But his lips curled back like a gray wolf's fang,
When the huntsmen blow to him.
"No mother of mine, for gold's the god
Before whose feet you fall;
Here be two dead who will be three,
And you have slain us all.
Before whose feet you fall;
Here be two dead who will be three,
And you have slain us all.
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