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DRAW DOWN YOUR VEIL.
Draw down your veil;
Those laughing eyes
Must only tell
To mine the tale
Their bright replies
Can glance so well!
Those laughing eyes
Must only tell
To mine the tale
Their bright replies
Can glance so well!
Have I to learn,
Pout not your lip!
How some you meet
Will backward turn,
To watch you trip
Along the street?
Pout not your lip!
How some you meet
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To watch you trip
Along the street?
Nay, you and I
Could doubtless tell
How once those eyes,
As one went by,
To his, too well
Laugh'd sweet replies.
Could doubtless tell
How once those eyes,
As one went by,
To his, too well
Laugh'd sweet replies.
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