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A thousand Words at once to speak she tries;
In vain—but speaks a thousand with her Eyes;
Trembling the shining Casket she expands,
Then gives the Magic Virtue to his Hands;
And had the Pow'r been granted to convey
Her Heart—had giv'n her very Heart away.
In vain—but speaks a thousand with her Eyes;
Trembling the shining Casket she expands,
Then gives the Magic Virtue to his Hands;
And had the Pow'r been granted to convey
Her Heart—had giv'n her very Heart away.
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