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Show C'-ORTCGr1lhC3 Slio has lai:';hi:d as Eoftl in tho has siglrd'! Mia 1ms ii.unl.'d si and on-r III a purfo wall Liii.-d -ml h-trt well tri'.'d -( ! each a W"i-lhy 'ovc ! Tn-.-.y g'lvo lier Imi''; I- r h-r foal mul sup Wii'TR tho world his sot the grooving. Sin will l o to nono wi h hcjr fair rui up- I'.u'. love seeks triiT lov:rg. She trembles her fan in a swoet'cs dumb, As h-r rtii lights were bo, ond recalling, With a t'lnoo for ono, and a g'ftneo lor fl.'ine, Frum her eyt-lids rising and falling. Spunks common words with a blushful ii ir, IJiars bold onfF, unrcproving: But her silence say.s what sho never wi'l swear. And love Eeks bettor loying. Go, lady ! lean to tho night guitar, And drop amilo to the bi ifgor, Then Fmil as sweetly when hois far, At iho voicu of an indoor singer; Uft k tvndorly beneath tender eyes; Glance lightly on their removing, Andj'dn new vow? to old perjurius liutdaro cot call it loving ! TJnlefB you can titrik wlnn tho song is dono No other is soft in tho rhythm; Unless y.u cn feel whon left by ono Thitali mm elso-gowilh him; Unlc-s you can know whon uuprahcJ ly his breath That yur bi-auty itsolf needs proving ; Unlo.-s you swoar, ''For lifo for death !" Ob ! tear to call it loving ! Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On lho aijaoot face that tiso 1 yen; Unless you can lovo as tho angels may, Willi Lho breath of hcvGii bolwiit ymi; Unluss you can dream that hia faith is fat, Through behooving and unbehooving, UnlesB you cau dia when tlta dream is patt ! Oh, never call it loving ! Airs. Drowning. |