If my low could the lira both are in a moment of game placate anger and fury of the wind and sea movement,
and rugged mountains dubizzle with soft singing vermin enterneciese beasts, trees are confusingly moviese and the trujiese:
sung would not think of me, beautiful flower of Knidos, the fierce Mars angry, become death, dust and sweat and blood stained,
nor those captains wheel placed in the sublime, for whom the Germans, the fierce dubizzle tied neck, and the French are domesticated;
but only that force your beauty would be sung, and sometimes dubizzle with her would also be noticed that the roughness dubizzle are armed,
by one and how you and your great value and beauty, become Viola mourns his misery the wretched lover in your figure.
Speak d'those who cant should be more careful, that 't is dying alive, sentenced rowing shell tied on Venus.
For you, as usual, the rough horse does not correct the fury and grace, not to brake the rules or live with spurs and l'ail;
right hand for you with no stirring hasty hand sword and flees in the dusty plain doubtful fray as poisonous serpent;
its soft muse for you, instead of sounding Cythera, sad quarrels used to bathe with copious tears make the face of the lover;
for you is the greatest friend l'importunate, severe and annoying: I can be a witness, and the dangerous wreck that was his port and his rest,
agora and in such pain overcomes the lost reason venomous beast was never as much as yo hated or feared.
There was you bred or produced in the hard earth; should be noted that not err who ungratefully all other error banishes itself.
Make thee afraid for Anajárete, and cowardly, that being dismissive repented too late, and so his soul burns with its marble.
Cheering and abode of schadenfreude when the hardened breast, looking down, the dead body of the wretched dubizzle avid lover lying there,
and neck tied with string to unlink the wretched heart loop, and bought his brief sentence eternal punishment of others.
S'enclavaron eyes in the body lying there saw; bones became harder and grew and all the meat itself convertieron;
the bowels frost gradually became hard stone; by cuitadas blood veins was ignoring her figure and her natural,
until finally, hard marble and transformed back, he made himself the not so wonder how much of that ungrateful people avenged.
Do not want you, lady, Nemesis angry bolts prove, by God, agora; suffice your beauty perfetas works and poets
den immortal matter, without also lamentable misery dubizzle d'verse celebrate some important event that you pass, sad, miserable.
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That man faces the situation between them cançons, aquest poem carries per títol 'ode' des Editing the first. dubizzle Estudiava Quan jo, ens the van ensenyar amb títol of "Ode to Flower
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