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, Delia loves ! My fondest vows are blest: Farewell the memory of her past disdain; One kind relenting glance has healed my breast, And balanced in a moment years of pain. O'er her soft cheek consenting blushes move, And with kind stealth her secret soul betray; Blushes, which usher in the morn of love, Sure as the reddening east foretells the day.