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THE LADY'S WORLD OF FASHION.
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Second Verse.
Here is bread of the whitest and sweetest, And there is a sip of red
wing is the lightest and fleet
wine ; Though thy
I have
est, 'Twill be fleeter when nerv'd by the vine.
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written on rose scented paper, with thy wing quill, a soft billet
doux, I have melted the wax in love's
Third Verse.
ta - per, 'Tis the color of true heart's sky blue.
I have fast'ned it under thy
pin - ion, With a
18 blue ribbon round thy soft neck ; So go from me beautiful min - ion While the pure ether shows not a
speck.
Like a cloud in the dim distance fleeting, Like an dim:
way ;
ar - row he hurries a --
Tempo .
And farther and farther re- treat - ing, He is lost in the clear blue of day.
