Thy grace, thy beauty is unlasting boon,
Part of wicked vanity unseen;
Indeed, thou will realize soon,
When thy sense finally keen.
Thy heart, thy affection is something vain and not dear,
An heavenly cursed I wish I belong;
The remedies to extend the pain and tears,
More splendid then a love song.
Thy vice, thy virtue is part of human nature,
But in the end the lies will unveil;
When thou look straight to the future,
Indeed, the past nightmares will tails.
Instalasi Sastra
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