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SONG IV. THE FAINTING KISS.

Ah, faithless fair one,” Owen cries,
“How are my fondest vows repaid!
“Alas! thy bosom's secret sighs
“Heave for the swain in yonder shade.
“The Chaplet I so vainly wove
“(Ah! now no longer priz'd) restore:
“Yet, was the moment crown'd with love,
“When that dear pledge my Ellen wore.”
‘Take, take,’ she cried, ‘that pledge of bliss,
‘But first, a dearer pledge display:
‘O give me, give me back the Kiss
‘Which, then, caught all my soul away.’
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