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Thomas Moore - Oh! Doubt Me Not
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Oh! doubt me not — the season 
   Is o`er when Folly made me rove, 
And now the vestal, Reason, 
   Shall watch the fire awaked by Love. 
Although this heart was early blown, 
   And fairest hands disturb`d the tree, 
They only shook some blossoms down — 
   Its fruit has all been kept for thee. 
Then doubt me not — the season 
   Is o`er when Folly made me rove, 
And now the vestal, Reason, 
   Shall watch the fire awaked by Love. 

And though my lute no longer 
   May sing of Passion`s ardent spell, 
Yet, trust me, all the stronger 
   I feel the bliss I do not tell. 
The bee through many a garden roves, 
   And hums his lay of courtship o`er, 
But when he finds the flower he loves, 
   He settles there, and hums no more. 
Then doubt me not — the season 
   Is o`er when Folly kept me free, 
And now the vestal, Reason, 
   Shall guard the flame awaked by thee.
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