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RICOMINCIO DA CAPO.

I asked a thief to steal me a peach:

he turned up his eyes.

i ask'd a lithe lady to lie her down:

holy and meek, she cries.

As soon as i went

an angel came:

he wink'd at the thief,

and smil'd at the dame;

and without one word said

had a peach from the tree,

and still as a maid

enjoy'd the lady.

W. Blake