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so sad her eyessmiling dark eyesso sad her eyesas it beganon such a breathless night as thisupon my brow the lightest kissi walked aloneand all around the air did saymy lady soon will stir this wayin sorrow knownthe white queen walks andthe night grows palestars of lovingmess in her hairneeding - unheardpleading - one wordso sad my eyesshe cannot seehow did thee fare, what have thee seenthe mother of the willow greeni call her nameand 'neath her window have i stayedi loved the footsteps that she madeand when she camewhite queen how my heart did acheand dry my lips no word would makeso still i waitmy goddess hear my darkest feari speak too lateit's for evermore that i waitdear friend goodbyeno tear in my eyesso sad it endsas it began...