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Amelia Opie - "While many a fond and blooming maid"
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WHILE many a fond and blooming maid
    Attempts thy heart to gain;
And, by thy fatal smile betrayed,
    Thinks not she strives in vain: 

While in those eyes of tender blue
    They answering passion see,
And in thy sweet expression view
    The charm that conquered me:....

I still should scorn their winning art,
    And be, my Henry, blest,
If thou wouldst give that precious heart
    To her who loves thee best.
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