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TWO LOVERS.
Two lovers had I when a maiden,
One dark as a gipsy and tall,
The other much slighter and fairer—
Which some might the handsomer call:
The last one, whene'er he departed,
Ne'er turn'd when he wish'd me good-bye;
The other look'd back when he left me—
And sweet was the glance of his eye.
One dark as a gipsy and tall,
The other much slighter and fairer—
Which some might the handsomer call:
The last one, whene'er he departed,
Ne'er turn'd when he wish'd me good-bye;
The other look'd back when he left me—
And sweet was the glance of his eye.
Raven-black were the curls on his forehead,
And proud was his bearing, yet gay;
Oh! the light that made heaven seem darkness,
Was the light he bore with him away;
Two hearts and two faces as varied,
Perchance as a maiden might see;
But the heart that look'd back when it left me,
Is the heart that seems fondest to me.
And proud was his bearing, yet gay;
Oh! the light that made heaven seem darkness,
Was the light he bore with him away;
Two hearts and two faces as varied,
Perchance as a maiden might see;
But the heart that look'd back when it left me,
Is the heart that seems fondest to me.
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