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First Line: My love goes clad in panvelaine
Last Line: She's in them, boy, she's in them.
Subject(s): Weaving & Weavers

(After Reading a Dry Goods Trade Journal)

My love goes clad in Panvelaine,
In Nishni and Veldyne;
And what that means in English plain
Is no affair of mine.
I know not what these weaves may be,
Nor yet what loom prepares them --
This fact alone appeals to me:
She wears them, boy, she wears them!

She walks abroad in Armandel,
Kerami and Marleen;
Yet I am not the one to tell
What all these names may mean.
Let that concern the ones who show,
The ones who dye and spin them --
This thing, and only this, I know:
She's in them, boy, she's in them.

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