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I deem'd that time, I deem'd that pride

Had quench'd at length my boyish flame; Nor knew, till seated by thy side,

My heart in all, save hope, the same.

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Yet was I calm: I knew the time

My breast would thrill before thy look; But now to tremble were a crime

We met and not a nerve was shook.

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I saw thee gaze upon my face,

Yet meet with no confusion there : One only feeling could'st thou trace;

The sullen calmness of despair,

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