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Poems

by W. T. Moncrieff
 

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THE DEAREST NAME!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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THE DEAREST NAME!

TO ------
I've call'd you, in my lays, each tender name
My love could fancy, or your beauties claim!
I've call'd you idol—angel—darling—dear!
And each fond name you sweetly smil'd to hear;
There wants but this to make you more divine,
That you would only let me call you—mine!