xcv XCV. And much as wine has played the infidel xcvb xcvbb XCVbnmkuz xcvbv xcvbxc XCVI XCVI. Yet ah, that spring should vanish with the rose! XCVII XCVII. Would but the desert of the fountain yield XCVIII xcvjnh,k xcvn xcvv xcvvxf xcvxcv xcvzxcvzxv