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130 And, when you stay, their hearts, methinks, are kinder) No ! for I am one of those men tongue-tied, I know it who can never tell their love.

And I, meseems, had Nature been more kind, More careful, when she fashioned me, had been One of those men who well could speak their love!

Oh to express one's thoughts with facile grace I. . . ... To be a musketeer, with handsome face I

Roxane is pricieutt. I'm sure to prove A disappointment to her!

Had I but Such an interpreter to speak my soul !

Eloquence! Where to find it !

{{c|[abruptly}. }} That I lend, If you lend me your handsome victor-charms ; Blended we make a hero of romance !