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SAY, OH! SAY, YOU LOVE ME!
By the gloom that shades my heart,
When, fair girl, from thee I part;
By the deep impassioned sigh,
Half suppress'd when thou art nigh;
By the heaving of my breast,
When thy hand by mine is press'd;
By these fervent signs betray'd;
Canst thou doubt my truth, sweet maid?
Then say, oh! say, you love me!
When, fair girl, from thee I part;
By the deep impassioned sigh,
Half suppress'd when thou art nigh;
By the heaving of my breast,
When thy hand by mine is press'd;
By these fervent signs betray'd;
Canst thou doubt my truth, sweet maid?
Then say, oh! say, you love me!
By the joy that thrills my frame,
To hear another praise thy name;
By my mingled dread the while,
Lest that one should woo thy smile;
By the flush that dyes my cheek,
Telling what I ne'er could speak;
By these fervent signs betray'd,
Canst thou doubt my truth, sweet maid?
Then say, oh! say, you love me!
To hear another praise thy name;
By my mingled dread the while,
Lest that one should woo thy smile;
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Telling what I ne'er could speak;
By these fervent signs betray'd,
Canst thou doubt my truth, sweet maid?
Then say, oh! say, you love me!
Heart and soul, more fond than mine,
Trust me, never can be thine;
Heart and soul, whose passion pure,
Long as life shall thus endure.
Take, oh! take me, let me live
On the hope thy smiles can give;
See me kneel before my throne;
Take, oh! take me, for thine own,
And say, oh! say, you love me!
Trust me, never can be thine;
Heart and soul, whose passion pure,
Long as life shall thus endure.
Take, oh! take me, let me live
On the hope thy smiles can give;
See me kneel before my throne;
Take, oh! take me, for thine own,
And say, oh! say, you love me!
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