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After an Epigram of Clement Marot

Written by: Alan Seeger | Biography
 | Quotes (2) |
 The lad I was I longer now 
Nor am nor shall be evermore.
Spring's lovely blossoms from my brow Have shed their petals on the floor.
Thou, Love, hast been my lord, thy shrine Above all gods' best served by me.
Dear Love, could life again be mine How bettered should that service be!

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