They flee from me by Sir Thomas watt they flee from me that sometime did me seek with naked foot stolen in my shampoo I have seen them gentle tame and meek that now are wild and don't remember that sometime they pull themselves in danger to take bread at my hand and now they range busily seeking with a continually change thank Bobby fortunate it has been otherwise 20 times better but once in special and then array after a pleasant guys when he lose gone from her shoulders Stitch full and she me killed in her arms long and small Dead with all sweetly did me kiss and softly said Dear Heart how like you this it was no dream I lay brought walking but all is turned through my gentleness into a strange fashion of forsaking and I have leave to go of her goodness and she also to use new fingleness but since that I so kindly served ice fan would know what she has deserved