Corona Inutilis
Topics: classic
I twined a wreath of heather white To bind my ladys hair, And deemed her locks in even light Would well the burden bear; But when I saw the tresses brown, And found the face so fair, I tore the wreath, and left the crown Of beauty only there.
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