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The REPLY.
I'll tell thee, friend, that heart so roving,So prone to changing, sighing, loving,
No more with empty pleasures fir'd,
Is now to real bless retir'd:
The wand'rer's lodg'd within a breast,
A loving and beloved guest;
Exchanging care and transient toys,
For wish'd content and lasting joys;
Nor is't, my friend, her speaking face,
Her shape, her youth, her winning grace,
Mere outward charms, that pass away,
But those that bloom when they decay,
Have reach'd my heart, the fair one's mind,
Bright as her eyes, yet soft and kind;
A gaiety with innocence,
A soft address with manly sense,
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A chearful, firm, yet feeling heart;
Beauty that shuns all public gaze,
And humble, amidst pomp and praise:
These are the charms my heart have bound,
Charms often sought, but rarely found;
Nor think the lover's partial voice,
In flattering accents decks his choice:
When you Maria hear and see,
You will not wonder such a she
Has fix'd a weather-cock like me.
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