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TO LIZZIE.

Lovely, lively Lizzie!
Were I rich and young,
At your feet my fortune
Should with myself be flung!
But young I am no longer,
And wealth I never knew—
Love only can I offer,
And what for mine care you?
Though I feel 'tis folly,
And know too well my fate,
Still for your voice I listen,
Still for your glance I wait.
Although you cannot love me,
I've yet one comfort true,
And that is, darling Lizzy,
That I can still love you!