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Th' aurora blush that on thy cheek
 Thy heart's love-story tells;
The wondrous world within thine eyes
 Lit up like the gazelle's.

But if thou think'st, dear dreaming child!
 That he will watch as now,
In after years, each smile and shade
 That cross thy changing brow;

And modulate his tone to meet
 The pleading of thy soul,
And feel in all his wanderings,
 Thy gentle breast his goal;

And daily feed thy mind and heart
 With hallow'd love and lore,
Nor turn from those imploring eyes,
 That wistful look for more;

And watch thee where—as borne in air—
 Thou float'st the dance along,
And deem thy form alone is fair,
 Of all the fairy throng;