There, if, O gentle love! I read aright
The utterance that sealed thy sacred bond,
'T was listening to those accents of delight
She hid upon his breast those eyes, beyond
Expression's power to paint, all languishingly fond.-CAMPBELL.
"And you will positively leave us for London," said Lady Flora, tenderly, "and to-morrow too!" This w
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