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To thy heart appealing,
Draw one tear from thee;
Then let memory bring thee,
Strains I us’d to sing thee,
Oh! then remember me.
THE GIRL OF MY HEART.
I have parks, I have grounds,
I have deer, I have hounds,
And for sporting a neat little cottage,
I have youth I have wealth,
I have strength, I have wealth,
Yet I mop like a beau in his dottage,
What can I want?-’Tis the girl of my heart,
To share those treasures with me,
For had I the wealth which the Indies impart,
No pleasure would it give me,
Without the lovely girl of my heart.
The sweet lovely girl of my heart.
My domain far extends,
And sustains social friends,
Who make music divinely enchanting;
