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CHASTITY.
ORANGE FLOWER.
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Amid that auburn braid!
How soft will burn thy blush the while,
Beneath the bridal shade!
Thou 'rt young to wed!—that virgin flower,
White as thine own pure brow,
Just stolen from its dewy bower,
Is not more fresh than thou.
Thou 'rt young to wear the bridal-bloom,
Yet go! for in thy heart,
A lovelier blossom lights the gloom,
That timid fears impart.—
The heaven-fed flower of Purity;—
Oh! nurse the snowdrop still!
And in its breath, a charm shall be,
To guard thee from all ill.
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