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The Heart of a Maid.
“Petals of the marguerite,
Tell me, pray,
Doth he love me?—Answer
‘Yea’ or ‘nay.’”
Tell me, pray,
Doth he love me?—Answer
‘Yea’ or ‘nay.’”
“Loveth?” laughs she gaily,
“Let him sigh!
For all the love he offers,
What care I?”
“Let him sigh!
For all the love he offers,
What care I?”
“Petals of the marguerite,
Tell me, pray,
Doth he love me?—Answer
‘Yea’ or ‘nay.’”
Tell me, pray,
Doth he love me?—Answer
‘Yea’ or ‘nay.’”
“Loves not?” weeps she sorely,
“Let me die!
For life without his love,
What care I?”
“Let me die!
For life without his love,
What care I?”
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