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HAD I A HEART.
Had I a heart for falsehood fram’d,
I ne’er could injure you;
For tho’ your tongue no promise claim’d,
Your charms would make me true.
To you no soul shall bear deceit,
No stranger offer wrong;
But friends in all the ag’d you’ll meet;
And lovers in the young.
But when they learn that you have blest
Another with your heart:
They’ll bid aspiring passion rest,
and act a brother’s part.
Then, lady, dread not here deceit,
Nor fear to suffer wrong,
For friends in the ag’d you’ll meet,
And brothers in the young.
FINIS.
