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He said as he sat in her theatre box / Between the acts, "What beastly weather! / How like a parrot the lover talks -- / And the lady is tame, and the villain stalks -- / I hope they finally die together."
He thought -- "_You are fair as the dawn's first ray_; / _I know the angels keep guard above you_. / _And so I chatter of weather_, _and play_, / _While all the time I am mad to say_, / _I love you_, _love you_, _love you_."