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    1) The speaker expresses their love through seven different relationships that did not work out for various reasons such as family disapproval, shyness, or the other person choosing someone else. 2) The speaker's strongest love is their seventh, a north wind, but they fear this love may fade as previous ones have due to outside circumstances beyond their control. 3) The speaker questions whether to remain hopeful this seventh love may succeed or to move on to find love with someone braver who will not hesitate in their affection.

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    1) The speaker expresses their love through seven different relationships that did not work out for various reasons such as family disapproval, shyness, or the other person choosing someone else. 2) The speaker's strongest love is their seventh, a north wind, but they fear this love may fade as previous ones have due to outside circumstances beyond their control. 3) The speaker questions whether to remain hopeful this seventh love may succeed or to move on to find love with someone braver who will not hesitate in their affection.

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    1) The speaker expresses their love through seven different relationships that did not work out for various reasons such as family disapproval, shyness, or the other person choosing someone else. 2) The speaker's strongest love is their seventh, a north wind, but they fear this love may fade as previous ones have due to outside circumstances beyond their control. 3) The speaker questions whether to remain hopeful this seventh love may succeed or to move on to find love with someone braver who will not hesitate in their affection.

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    Song of My Seven Lovers

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    1) The speaker expresses their love through seven different relationships that did not work out for various reasons such as family disapproval, shyness, or the other person choosing someone else. 2) The speaker's strongest love is their seventh, a north wind, but they fear this love may fade as previous ones have due to outside circumstances beyond their control. 3) The speaker questions whether to remain hopeful this seventh love may succeed or to move on to find love with someone braver who will not hesitate in their affection.

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    SONG OF SEVEN LOVES I crave your pardon, royal kin, Whose praises cheer my heart so well; If I should wound

    d some feelings by The story I mean to tell. Deep loves which I alone have known I venture to reveal to you. They echo here within my heart As fond desire will ever do. A thousand aching memories I think shall never be forgot Still whisper to me in the air Of loves that love me not. My first love was a hidden sun, A dawn which never came today, But like a lovely knot of hair, It fluttered loose and fell away. My second love was ecstasy, A glorious, glowing hidden fire Which burned within my secret breast: No other guessed my deep desireA golden gong of perfect tone Whose notes were lost within my heart; Another knot of lovely hair Which trembled loose and fell apart apart. My third love was a letter sweet, It was sealed but never sent, Contrived of futile fantasies, And all my hours to love were lent. My love was my cousin too, And so no word was ever said; We could not speak the thing we felt, For plainly we could never be wed. And so he chose to marry wealth And look a bride of noble rank, Whom I beheld without a tear To tell the bitter cup I drank. My fourth love fills me yet with joy As recollections flood my mind, For he was rich enough to give Great wedding gifts of every kind. He did not dare to tell his love Because, no doubt, he was too shy, And my high parents seemed to him Like mountain peaks against the sky.

    Besides, his heart was also drawn By some fair maiden, we heard, Who shone like moonlight in his eyes, And whom his relatives preferred. My fifth love was a sweet perfume Which set my eager mind a whirl; A fragrant flower which faded fast: His parents chose another girl. My sixth love was a strong south wind Which gently fanned this breast of mind Till dark clouds gathered in the south And soon the sun had ceased to shine. Did he not swear his love was sure And constant as the ardent sun? Ah, fickle sun and dreary end That so brightly had begun! My seventh love is stronger still A north wind blowing over the seas And whipping far-off unknown waves While sunbeams dance upon the breeze. Will now at last my dreams come true, And will he choose me for his mate? Has holy Prophet written it Across the pages of our fate? Yet round the sun deep colors creep, And though he loves with splendid fire And vows his will is firm as rock, I tremble lest he too my tire. Sore doubts about our hostile kin Assail my mind with painful dread. There is an ardent song in which The noble Prophet wisely said: "What comes of feuds between two clans Who will not speak save to condemn, Who hurls defiance till the last? A God who sees will punish them. My dream is like a ship at sea Which tries to reach the land in vain, For earthquakes and tidal waves Keep driving it to sea again. So while he waits and hesitates His chance of winning fame slips byAh, should he dare, I firmly swear My love for him would never die. But he defers his suit so long And puts our ancient laws to naught Which rule that love should soon be told;

    He leaves me doubtful and distraught. I wonder, shall I turn from him And give a braver man delight With love like rippling water where The sunbeams bathe their laughing light? Perhaps our souls, discovered here, Will meet hereafter on the way; The soul takes down the dismal trail While going to the Judgment Day. -from the Maranao -translated by Dr. Frank C. Laubach

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