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P thee, maiden, hear him not! Take thou warning by my lot; Read my scroll, and mark thou all I can tell thee of thy thrall. Thou hast own'd that youthful breast Treasures its most dangerous guest; Thou hast own'd that Love is there: Though now features he may wear, Such as would a saint deceive, Win a sceptic to believe, Only for a time that brow, Will seem what 'tis seeming now.