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I DIE IF NEGLECTED.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


110

I DIE IF NEGLECTED.

LAURUSTINUS.

While you cherish me, dearest, “through good and through ill,”
Life's summer I'll bless, and its winter defy!
Mid sunshine and tempest, I'll smile on thee still;
But oh! if you ever neglect me, I die!
While you watch o'er Love's glowing but delicate flowers,
Every glance of affection—each soul-winged sigh—
All the bloom of my cheek and my heart—shall be yours;
But oh! if you leave me—you leave me to die!