Scarce had I passed them by
When I found the one I love.
I grasped and would not loose him
Till I brought him to my mother’s house,
To the chamber of her who conceived me.
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Book III: verse 4 Scarce had I passed them by When I found the one I love. I grasped and would not loose him Till I brought him to my mother’s house, To the chamber of her who conceived me. |
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