Slow runs my heart
a summer's bud by winter held
and if in faith my heart should fail
bring to my lips a cup,
thine own sweet grail
Slow runs my heart,
slow runs my heart
Low burns the flame
to gutter black and tallow pool
and any careless word I say
could break this spell
or drive your love away
a summer's bud by winter held
and if in faith my heart should fail
bring to my lips a cup,
thine own sweet grail
Slow runs my heart,
slow runs my heart
Low burns the flame
to gutter black and tallow pool
and any careless word I say
could break this spell
or drive your love away
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