The harp that once through Tara's halls
The soul of music shed,
Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls
As if that soul were fled.
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The Harp That Once Through Tara's Halls, st. 1.Thomas Moore
Willow: Questions. Great.
Tara: W-we can answer questions.
Nigel: Good. I need to know a little bit more about the Slayer, and about the both of you. Your relationship, whatever you can tell me.
Tara: O-o-our relationship?
Willow: We're friends.
Tara: Good friends.
Willow: Girlfriends, actually.
Tara: Yes, we're girlfriends.
Willow: We're in love. W-we're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers.
Nigel: I meant your relationship with the Slayer.Amber Benson
Willow: What did I have for breakfast this morning? Do you remember?
Tara: Huh?
Willow: I-I wanna say bagel, but I think that was yesterday. You had two eggs sunny side up. I remember because they were wiggling at me like little boobs.
Tara: Sassy eggs.Amber Benson
Willow: Hey, clothes.
Tara: Better not get used to 'em.Amber Benson
Tara: Well, I go online sometimes, but everyone's spelling is really bad. It's depressing.
Amber Benson
Tara: Sweetie, you wouldn't blow off a class if your head was on fire.
Amber Benson
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