II II The Well-Belovèd took my hand The Well-Belovèd took my hand And led me to his fair abode, And led me to his fair abode, The home that Love and he had planned. The home that Love and he had planned. (Strange that so well I knew the road.) (Strange that so well I knew the road.) And through the open door we went, And through the open door we went,
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