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i loved him.
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But oh! I spurned the gentle gift,
And bade him turn aside,
And seek a fairer, happier one
To be his chosen bride.

For I could only give to him
A sad and sorrowing heart;
And when he 'd ask for smiles from me,
Tears would unbidden start.