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I Thought I Knew: madrigal
I thought I knew, but knew nothing of love before your true love grew to fill my heart; and now there is no other that compares. How small and turned within my life was then, so crowded and content with … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, Chaucer, happiness, love, madrigal, poetic forms
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