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My steps sow and go far
Through various solitary places:
Are intertwined thoughts,
Which make my eyes moist,
And so much the more I have my voice raised,
All the less I feel fulfilled.
And if I don't scay when I have better,
No, I won't scay when I have better.
I didn't keep my steps if dear,
Ny my spirit so andormy,
That by mountains and rocks
I have not looked for my friend:
The eye on the watch, the ear attentive,
Prompt and naive speech,
But of her n'ai mot ne demi,
No, d'elle n'ai mot ne demi.
Responding to several speakers,
I have not been able to find any,
Which comes close to your values:
For this I maintain each one,
It is while waiting for your presence:
For I am in firm constancy,
Speak to all, and love only one,
Speak to all, and love only one.