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E was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive sighs; But the face, And the eyes, And the place, And the sighs, Were not, alas, the right ones—the ones meet for him— Though fine and sweet the features, and the feelings all abrim.

She was looking at a form, She was listening for a tread, She could feel a waft of charm When a certain name was said;