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MY ARM IS NOTHING WEAK, MY STRENGTH IS NOT GONE BY

Deeper than speech our love, stronger than life our tether,
But we do not fall on the neck nor kiss when we come together.
My arm is nothing weak, my strength is not gone by;
Sons, I have borne many sons, but my dugs are not dry.