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■WILT THOU LOVE MEf SSffWF thou love me, gentle maiden, " When the hours of youth are Bad, Woea the hoary locks of winter Thinly cluster r. tnnn rnv npqn p Whoa the form now firm and stately Shall be bowed by age and care, And my voice has lost its softness. Wilt thou love me, maiden fair t Wilt thou greet me with a welcomeWhen the busy day Is o’er. When the parting rays of sunlight Oast their shadows on the moor ? When our youthful years are over, When no power can us divide, niit thou still look fondly on me, And walk softly by my side ? Tee. thou’lt love me when the present With its halcyonTdays is past, When our bark Is gently gliding. As ou Time’s dark wave we’re east. When each joyous dream has vanished, When my heart is sad and chill, And the shades of death hang o’er me— Thou wilt love me. maiden, still.
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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume XIII, Issue 548, 3 February 1868, Page 3
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161Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Times, Volume XIII, Issue 548, 3 February 1868, Page 3
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