Poems by George Pope Morris
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Deep within the human heart!
Love Thee, Dearest! Love thee, dearest?--Hear me.--Never Will my fond vows be forgot! May I perish, and for ever, When, dear maid, I love thee not! Turn not from me, dearest!--Listen! Banish all thy doubts and fears! Let thine eyes with transport glisten! What hast thou to do with tears? Dry them, dearest!--Ah, believe me, Love's bright flame is burning still! Though the hollow world deceive thee, Here's a heart that never will! Dost thou smile?--A cloud of sorrow Breaks before Joy's rising sun! Wilt thou give thy hand?--To-morrow, Hymen's bond will make us one! |
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