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...eyes are as blue skies, whose hair Is countless gold incomparable: Fresh flower, scarce touched with signs that tell Of Love's exuberant hotbed: — Nay,...to-morrow leave you bare ; Poor handful of bright spring- water Flung in the whirlpool's shrieking face; Poor shameful Jenny, full of grace Thus with...

...eyes are as blue skies, whose hair Is countless gold incomparable : Fresh flower, scarce touched with signs that tell Of Love's exuberant hotbed : — Nay,...or whose purse may be The lodestar of your reverie ? This room of yours, my Jenny, looks A change from mine so full of books, Whose serried ranks hold...

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