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THE RINGLET AND WREATH.

Lovely maid, thy locks when braiding
Set one little ringlet free;
Smiling then at my persuading,
Kiss that curl and send it me.
Let some odorous zephyr bear it,
Perfum'd by thy breath alone;
As a charm of love I'll wear it
Near a heart that's all thine own.
O, set one little ringlet free,
Kiss that curl and send it me.
Lovely maid, through Hope's beguiling,
I a wreath have twin'd for thee;
Wilt thou, like an angel smiling,
Kiss it when it comes from me?

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If too bold appear my bearing,
Think, to frown ere thou incline,
Love too meek for tender daring
Is not worthy charms like thine,
O, set one little ringlet free:
Kiss the wreath that comes from me.