I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see. — Edmund Spenser, Daphna
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I hate the day, because it lendeth lightTo see all things, but not my love to see.

— Edmund Spenser, Daphna
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