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Rh me, if all those endearing young charms,
 * Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,

Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
 * Like fairy-gifts, fading away!

Thou wouldst still be ador'd, as this moment thou art,
 * Let thy loveliness fade as it will,

And, around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart
 * Would entwine itself verdantly still!

It is riot, while beauty and youth are thine own,
 * And thy cheeks unprofan'd by a tear,

That the fervour and faith of a soul can be known,
 * To which time will but make thee more dear!