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She would not take a kiss - a miss
Whose mouth was sweet with taunting,
Whose lashes swept o'er rose-lit cheeks
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Under your rounded chin
The polished wood of your violin
Comes lengthening down to your slender hand,
Where a bit of ribbon (a silken band)
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Faint Heart's Lament
She would not take a kiss - a miss
Whose mouth was sweet with taunting,
Whose lashes swept o'er rose-lit cheeks
Where Cupid's flag was flaunting.
Ah, me! the golden time went by,
Her head, half-turned, said plainly
That wishes such as mine that night
Were running riot vainly.
But now-somehow, I'm sure of this,-
She would not take a kiss amiss.
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