And so I join those great men
Who learned to mute their heart;
Silence, if you do not listen,
Sounds sweeter than any lark.
But theirs was a love forbidden
By laws of God or man;
And what's tragic when by a villain
Seems trite when by your hand.
Who learned to mute their heart;
Silence, if you do not listen,
Sounds sweeter than any lark.
But theirs was a love forbidden
By laws of God or man;
And what's tragic when by a villain
Seems trite when by your hand.
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