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maiden turned her head away — "You'll have no kiss from me to-day." "And why to-day, love, must I see The roses bloom, and not for me?" Tears filled the maiden's raven eyes— "The lightly won, you lightly prize; To make you prize the kiss you gain, It must be won with toil and pain; And seldom too: so still I say, You'll have no kiss from me to day."