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BUT THOU!

Delia! some few short years ago
Yon fountain heard thee breathe a vow—
Still sparkling in the sunny glow,
With murmuring sound and constant flow,
That fount plays on—but thou!
Delia! a ringlet bright and rare,
Which wantoned o'er thy snowy brow,
In hours of bliss was given there;
Time has not changed a single hair,
'Tis still the same—but thou!
Delia! the heart that fondly loved,
Loves thee despite thy folly now;
Though thou hast seen its pangs unmoved,
In sadness tried—in sorrow proved—
'Tis faithful yet—but THOU!