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CELARIO.
All the turtle's charms are thine,
All her constant love is mine;
Ev'ry sweet, the bee bestows,
On thy fragrant bosom grows:
May each bliss descend on thee,
Be thy griefs reserv'd for me.
All her constant love is mine;
Ev'ry sweet, the bee bestows,
On thy fragrant bosom grows:
May each bliss descend on thee,
Be thy griefs reserv'd for me.
Yes! I must thy choice approve;
Give Ouâbi all thy love;
But with thee I cannot stay,
Soon, ah! soon I must away,
Where Scioto's waters flow,
Or the fiery Chactaws glow,
Or the snowy mountains rise,
Frozen by Canadian skies:
There for refuge will I fly
From the ruin of that eye;
Yet this heart with love will glow
Mid the northern mountains' snow,
On the Chactaws' southern plain
Feel the chill of cold disdain.
Give Ouâbi all thy love;
But with thee I cannot stay,
Soon, ah! soon I must away,
Where Scioto's waters flow,
Or the fiery Chactaws glow,
Or the snowy mountains rise,
Frozen by Canadian skies:
There for refuge will I fly
From the ruin of that eye;
Yet this heart with love will glow
Mid the northern mountains' snow,
On the Chactaws' southern plain
Feel the chill of cold disdain.
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