To Sorrow I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far...

To Sorrow I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me, and so kind.

John Keats Quote About Love, Sorrow, Kind: To Sorrow I Bade Good...
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