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LOOK in her face and say, "Sing as you used to sing About Love's blossoming"; But she hints not Yea or Nay.

"Sing, then, that Love's a pain, If, Dear, you think it so, Whether it be or no;" But dumb her lips remain.

I go to a far-off room, A faint song ghosts my ear; Which song I cannot hear, But it seems to come from a tomb.