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The smile that now is bright'ning
Thy tender cheek and lucid eye,
Is like the summer light'ning
Which flashes o'er this evening sky;

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So innocently does it grace
Thy gentle, pensive, modest face.
The frown which passing over
Thy features, scarcely dims their day,
May even please thy lover,
For like a sunny cloud in May,
Although it change, it cannot chase
The glories of that heavenly face.
The blush that now adorning
Thy cheek, sheds beauty on my sight,
Is like the rosy morning
That dawns upon a lovely night;
For so this last charm takes the place,
The former held in thy sweet face.