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Wilt thou love me, sweet, when my hair is grey / And my cheeks shall have lost their hue? / When the charms of youth shall have passed away, / Will your love as of old prove true?
For the looks may change, and the heart may range, / And the love be no longer fond; / Wilt thou love with truth in the years of youth / And away to the years beyond?
Oh, I love you, sweet, for your locks of brown / And the blush on your cheek that lies -- / But I love you most for the kindly heart / That I see in your sweet blue eyes.
For the eyes are signs of the soul within, / Of the heart that is leal and true, / And mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still, / Just as long as your eyes are blue.
For the locks may bleach, and the cheeks of peach / May be reft of their golden hue; / But mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still, / Just as long as your eyes are blue.