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1231 – 1240: Limbs Languish
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1231 – 1240: Limbs Languish
Maid Tells Her To lift from want he left me afar 1231 His thought makes my eyes blush the flower. My pale tearful eyes betray 1232 The hardness of my husband, away. These arms that swelled on nuptial day 1233 Now shrunk proclaim "He is away". Bracelets slip off the arms that have 1234 Lost old beauty for He took leave. Bereft of bracelets and old beauty 1235 Arms tell the cruel's cruelty. She Arms thin, armlets loose make you call 1236 My sire cruel; that pains my soul. Go and tell the cruel, O mind 1237 Bruit ov'r my arms and glory find. He The front of this fair one O paled 1238 As my clasping arms loosed their hold. Cool breeze crept between our embrace 1239 Her large rain-cloud-eyes paled at once. Pale eyes pained seeing the pallor 1240 Of the bright forehead of this fair.

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