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Show WHAT SHE THOUGHT. Marioo uliowtrl m her wisldln,; g-owa And tier teil of goiiituor Ism U-Difht, And tlic orange blusn .uit tint t-murrnw man) Hisll ratio in hsrsufl buir'i ((olj.u light. Bui I'bihp on lo tbe oj-su dvor; Like lb hurt of a wild rot jlowi her chek, And tht-y wantlorttl off tbromh lb (rJo plh So b!tt that ihej did not caro to pak. I wondrr how ilsrim lo lie lOTatl; To tuuw bet ou are fir in luuio aju; Thl ijiub iiib ouo , our baaul y dawua. . crj Jay nj a lift utirpru. To knew that whetlier jou wtjp or tmlU, Wliather your iiilhh bo iram r (ay, SuUirU-ly ttiitik Vuu h11 lit MtUle SwuU-r ill in any Uuwcrol Uavl I wuiiJor what it would be to Ioto. Tkut, I think, wtiuM Ik' a(ulr Tar-To Tar-To know that ono out of all thn world iu liird at your lif,i, your Itioit, your itarl lliSJ talk c-f lliv..1. tllllillll ntid paiu; 1 am not aure ttml J uutk-rutaud, TIhuikIi a thrill ran uuwu to n,j flugr tips, Ouco heu souioboJj touch'd my bund. I wnneor wlmt it would lo to drram Of a eluld that uii(bL euo day he yonr owi, Of tho luddeu iLrind of jour lliu a prl; Flesh of jour fl' h, and bono of your hone. Mnou itx..ot ouo day lo kin, Alien s"r' babe with a teudm grace, While suiue tweet ibought. like a jiruphecy, LouUl-U from tier pure Mtdoana tace. IwoDdor what It must bo to think To-morrow will bo your lvedding day, And, in tho radiant tuutet glow, D. wo friigraut, dtiwory paths to stray. Aa Marion dooa this this 1i kJ night, With I'hilip, lost in a bliiutrul drooiu, Can i bo ftstl Ulf heart through the ilancn bealf Doos he soebor eyrs iu tho starlight gleam! Queallnning thus, ray days on Hut UTer an aniwer ceiuea to me; All love's mysteries, ivteot as straui;e, gualed away from my iiTe uuiit lo. Yet "till 1 dream, 0 heart of ml a el Or a beautiful city that lie afar; And thoro, lometime. I shall Urup tbe mask, Aod L shapely and fair as o thorn orol |