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SONGS FROM THE TURRET.
I. In the day my thoughts are tender / When I muse on my ladye fair. / There is never one to offend her, / For each is pure as a prayer. / They float like spirits above her, / About her and always near; / And they scarce dare sigh that they love her, / Because she would blush to hear.