| Promise me no promises
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| So will I not promise you
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| Keep we both our liberties
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| Never false and never true
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| Let us hold the die uncast
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| Free to come as free to go For I cannot know your past
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| And of mine what can you know?
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| You, so warm, may once have been
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| Warmer towards another one
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| I, so cold, may once have seen
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| Sunlight, once have felt the sun
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| Who shall show us if it was
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| Thus indeed in time of old?
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| Fades the image from the glass
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| And the fortune is not told
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| If you promised, you might grieve
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| For los liberty again
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| If I promised, I believe
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| I should fret to break the chain
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| Let us be the friends we were
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| Nothing more but nothing less
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| Many thrive on frugal fare
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| Who would perish of excess |