Princess, by whom my hope is fed,
My heart thee prays in lowlihead
To prune the ill boughs overgrown,
Nor slay Love's tree, nor plant instead
Another tree, save this alone.
L'envoy
Franaois Villon
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Poem topics: alone, heart, hope, save, love, tree, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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