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One Look of Love.

One look of love from those bright eyes,
To cheer this anxious breast —
One smile from thee I'd fondly prize,
And be forever blest;
Will not my sighs to pity move thee —
Say, say, thou'lt be mine,
And bless the heart that fondly loves thee,
Then turn not from me, maiden fair,
Nor bid me plead in vain,
For one kind look my heart to cheer,
One smile to soothe my pain.