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heart is as light as the gossamer veil, That floats on the bosom of air; It changes as oft as the varying sail— Like a butterfly, roams without care. Love, like a flower, is but fair for awhile; Its freshness soon passes away; To-morrow I'll seek in some newly-found smile, The charm that delights me to day. That cup may be sweetest which deepest is drunk; Be it mine but the surface to sip: