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 I said, "O, lovely maiden,

I have sought you many a day.

That I love you, love you, love you,

Is all that I can say."

Her mournful eyes grew brighter,

And archly glanced, though meek.

A bacchanalian dimple

Dipt a wine-cup in her cheek.

"If you love me, love me, love me,

If you love me as you say,

You must prove it, prove it, prove it!"

And she lightly turned away.

I have but an aunt and an uncle

For kinsfolk on the earth,

And one has passed me unnoticed

And hated me from my birth;

But the first has reared me and taught me,

Whatever I have of worth.

This is my uncle by marriage,

For his wife my aunt had died,

And left him all her possessions,

With much that was mine beside&mdash;