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LOVE AND BEAUTY.
In days of old, when Love was young,
He pledg'd his duty,
To charming Beauty!
With her he danc'd, to her he sung,
And soon for their wedding the bells were rung;
She look'd so sweetly,
Dress'd so neatly,
She stole young Love's fond heart away,
And Nymphs, with envy, their fair heads hung,
At Beauty's looks, so bright and gay!
He pledg'd his duty,
To charming Beauty!
With her he danc'd, to her he sung,
And soon for their wedding the bells were rung;
She look'd so sweetly,
Dress'd so neatly,
She stole young Love's fond heart away,
And Nymphs, with envy, their fair heads hung,
At Beauty's looks, so bright and gay!
In joy they pass'd their honeymoon,
When ah! poor Beauty
Forgot each duty,
And it was seen with sorrow, soon
That she a sloven had become;
No more a lover,
The wide world over,
Love wing'd his flight from his young bride's arms,
In hopes to find, ah dearest boon!
His once-priz'd Beauty's former charms.
When ah! poor Beauty
Forgot each duty,
And it was seen with sorrow, soon
That she a sloven had become;
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The wide world over,
Love wing'd his flight from his young bride's arms,
In hopes to find, ah dearest boon!
His once-priz'd Beauty's former charms.
Beauty, enrag'd that thus Love rov'd,
Spoke words reviling;
He answered smiling,
Alike by scorn and tears unmov'd,
“You're not the Beauty once I lov'd!
You dress'd to gain me;
To retain me,
You should have doubled each fond endeavour,
Love cools as Beauty careless proves,
And when Love flies, he flies for ever!”
Spoke words reviling;
He answered smiling,
Alike by scorn and tears unmov'd,
“You're not the Beauty once I lov'd!
You dress'd to gain me;
To retain me,
You should have doubled each fond endeavour,
Love cools as Beauty careless proves,
And when Love flies, he flies for ever!”
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