Juliet
Oh pity love that in its cruelest clutch
cast pain so deep it cannot bear to live;
without the sweetest kiss that love can give -
without your hand to soothe me with your touch.
My Lord, I feel that I might ask too much
to plead this sin of mine - will you forgive?
To stay without her love my heart misgives,
so death I beg to come till it is such.
Sweet Juliet, I still can see your face
while gazing there upon a distant star.
So with your spirit I will pray to be
with beauty and a love I'll n'er replace;
and cannot wait for heaven so afar -
but there ... I will find love eternally.
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