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I WILL THINK OF IT.

WHITE DAISY.

“I dare not yet your prayers requite!”
Exclaimed a fearful beauty;
“In Reason's golden scales, sir knight,
I'll weigh my love and duty.”
Love drooped his wings in grief and shame;—
The scales began to waver;—
But then—a sigh, so heavy, came—
It turned them in his favour.