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dainty Mona walks this way My foolish heart will beat. And leaves me, though I turn aside, To lie beneath her feet.

It follows her all up and down More faithfully, I wis, Than that be-ribboned spaniel which She honours with a kiss!

And when all chidden by her frown My heart creeps back to me, It holds my breast a prison-house And would again be free.