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When I hear that you express an affection so warm, / Ne'er think, my beloved, that I do not believe; / For your lip would the soul of suspicion disarm, / And your eye beams a ray which can never deceive.
Yet, still, this fond bosom regrets, while adoring, / That love, like the leaf, must fall into the sear; / That age will come on, when remembrance, deploring, / Contemplates the scenes of her youth with a tear;