Where is my master?
He comes here of an evening
To speak with his father.
Where is my master?
I will mark him with a kiss.
Where is my love?
He comes when it is cool,
When evening dew this greenest garden decks.
Where is my love?
I am here in the figs.
Where is my light?
A lamp to my feet
And the life of men it is.
Where is my light?
I have closed my eyes.
What was the song you sang?
I only remember mine, from before.
Teach me the new one again.
—4/5/19
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