The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring… — Sir Thomas Mallory
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
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The joy of love is too short, and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth over long.
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