To Thy Beauty Dawning.

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Sung by Mr. G. F. Blankman.

To thy beauty dawning,
Blushing like the morning,
Slaves we e'er must be;
From those bright eyes glancing,
Every sense entrancing,
Man can ne'er be free
Ever like the turtle dove,
Let thy heart be true to love,

No endeavour e'er can sever
Hearts that fondly truly love. Repeat.

Fair ones now take warning,
All deceit be scorning,
Faithful keep your vows;
If you see before you,
The lover who adores you,
He alone espouse.
Every jealous fear dispel,
The joy thou'lt feel no tongue can tell,
Faithful ever doubtful never, Repeat.

The joy thou'lt feel no tongue can tell.