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And binding with briars my joys & desires
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were walking their rounds
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And priests in black gowns
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And I saw it was filled with graves
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That so many sweet flowers bore
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And Thou shalt not, writ over the door
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Where I used to play on the green
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A Chapel was built in the midst
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And saw what I never had seen
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I went to the Garden of Love