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8 How shall my faithful heart confess,

Or humble words like these express,

Unchanging love and true!

O! could I once my love declare,

Or half the fond affection share,

My bosom feels for you!

If my tongue in faint expression,

Feebly speaks the love I feel;

Yet thee I love beyond confession,

Love my lips but ill reveal.

To tell thee of my passion true,

Of all that I have felt for you,

Of what I ne’er can cease to feel,

I would, but cannot now, reveal.

A Valentine will not admit

Sufficient space to compass it;

A single line must serve to own

I love but you, and you alone.

Should this, my frank avowal, give

Delight to you, for whom I live,

Let the reply which you transmit,

In candid terms acknowledge it.

hearts uniting,

May  joys improve,

in fond hope delighting,

Form for us the bonds of love.

How sweet are the early spring flow’rs,

Enliv’ning the winter clad plain!

Not a bird on the tree but carols to see,

Reviving those beauties and bow’rs,

You’ve sighed for with me, but in vain.