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If the music of love is food, play on, give me full measure.
That such a sick desire might die.
The sage again sank like that.
Don't you like it?
It's pretty, but it's a little high.
If the music of love is food, play on, give me full measure.
That such a sick desire might die.
The sage again sank like that.
Don't you like it?
It's pretty, but it's a little high.