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IMPERFECTION.
Whence comes the old silent charm whose tender stress
Has many a mother potently beguiled
To leave her rosier children and caress
The white brow of the frail misshapen child?
Has many a mother potently beguiled
To leave her rosier children and caress
The white brow of the frail misshapen child?
Ah! whence the mightier charm that age by age
Has lured so many a man, through spells unknown,
To serve for years, in reverent vassalage,
A beauteous bosom and a heart of stone?
Has lured so many a man, through spells unknown,
To serve for years, in reverent vassalage,
A beauteous bosom and a heart of stone?
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