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- When curse is put upon my name
- And those I claim my dear
- Though it is pierced with wretched fear
- My heart burns with gentle flame
- To fight and wound 'til I be lame
- To make my heart-touched clear
- To search all lands on the sphere
- And make this curse be put to shame
- Then I will back to this fair place
- And live my fair life
- Until my days have passed
- To touch my daughter's gentle face
- Seek out a father's wife
- Until my life reaches its last.
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