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I held Love's head while it did ache;
But so it chanced to be, The cruel pain did his forsake, And forthwith came to me. Ai me! how shall my grief be still'd? Or where else shall we find One like to me, who must be kill'd For being too-too-kind? Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |