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letra de withered thorn - bus

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[verse 1]
either to die the death or to abjure
for ever the society of men
therefore, fair hermia, question your desires;
know of your youth, examine well your blood
whether, if you yield not to your father’s choice
you can endure the livery of a nun

[verse 2]
for aye to be in shady cloister mew’d
to live a barren sister all your life
chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon
thrice-blessed they that master so their blood
to undergo such maiden pilgrimage;
but earthlier happy is the rose distill’d
than that which withering on the virgin thorn
grows, lives and dies in single blessedness

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