Artful Love Tale

Art and Beauty naturally twined,
His lips so red, Her voice so sweet,
Her gift, a town He designed,
He called it Caer Witrin, a snowy retreat.
Upon its revealing, She fell so weak,
But none could aid Beauty's suff'ring,
And then She fainted upon that peak,
In His arms despite His plea'ing.
The cure it came like death to His heart,
To save His Love and Her domain,
Forced, and in haste, He must depart,
Leaving Her, His Love in restrain.
   Let us recall a tragic love, the story

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