Prothalamium

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[Verse 1]
Come, all of you who are not 
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satisfied
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As rulers in a lone wallpapered room
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Full of mute birds and flowers that
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 falsely bloom
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And closets choked with dreams that
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 long ago died


[Verse 2]
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Come, let us sweep the old streets 
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like a bride
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Sweep out the dead leaves with a 
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relentless broom
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Prepare for spring as if he were 
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our groom
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For whose light footstep eagerly 
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we bide


[Verse 3]
We'll sweep out the shadows, where 
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the rats long fed
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Sweep out our shame and in its 
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place we'll make
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A bower for love, a splendid 
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marriage bed
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Fragrant with flowers, a-quiver 
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for the spring


[Verse 4]
And when he comes, our murdered 
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dreams shall wake
And when he comes, all the mute 
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birds shall sing
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And when he comes, all the mute 
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birds shall sing