Henry 8th & Anne Boleyn

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She begs to know expressly your intention touching the love between you two,
For she feels enslaved by your love,
Not knowing whether this relationship is something you will pursue,
But knowing you fit her like a glove.

Having been more than a year wounded by the dart of love,
This accursed Anne has her foot in the stirrup,
Eyes black and beautiful like a curse sent from above,
And a smile as sweet as syrup.

Not yet sure whether she should fail or find a place in your affection,
Unaware of what you would eventually allow,
Blinded by your love and attention,
Not realising even the greatest loves of all time are over now.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 23, 2021 ⏰

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