... watered shoot
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose bongers are bent with thickset fruit
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles ia a halcyon sea
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dais of silk and down
Hang it with vair and purple dyes
Carve it in doves and pomegranates
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