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Wednesday, May 30, 2007 - ore 17:18
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The Garden of Love
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And <Thou shalt not> writ over the door;
So I turn’d to the Garden of Love
That so many sweet flowers bore;
And I saw it was filled with graves,
and tomb-stones where flowers should be;
And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys & desire.
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