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(SONG: _Minor_)
I LOOK in her face and say, / "Sing as you used to sing / About Love's blossoming"; / But she hints not Yea or Nay.
"Sing, then, that Love's a pain, / If, Dear, you think it so, / Whether it be or no; " / But dumb her lips remain.
I go to a far-off room, / A faint song ghosts my ear; / _Which_ song I cannot hear, / But it seems to come from a tomb.