| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - When I was young and well beloved,???Twas by a man of this country,He courted me both late and early,While he gained his free will of me.[Chorus]:Oh, love it is easing, and love it is teasing,Love is a pleasure while it is new;But when it grows older it still grows colder,And fades away like the morning dew.I never thought he was going to leave me,Until one day as he came in;He threw himself down
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