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15.
They met—the lovely Lady GraceAnd Sydney Morton met!
As kindred stars will find their place
Within a cluster set.
They met and loved, as such hearts would,
They loved the true, the pure, the good
That each could in the other see;
They loved the charms that last for ever—
And vain it were such hearts to sever,
—True love is for eternity.
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